On thursday lunch time this week I got a call to from my brother letting me know that he thought my dad was having a heart attack.

The next 10 or so hours are a bit of blur – but by the time my head hit the pillow that night my dad was in recovery following his heart attack and looking like he might be OK.


Thankful is a word that has been buzzing around my head over the last 24 hours or so now. I guess its an odd word to be using when talking about your father having a heart attack. But sitting around in the hospital waiting made me realise just how much we had to be thankful for.

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