My dad's laid up in Maury Regional Hospital with extreme double pneumonia. I walked into work at the Sheriffs Dpt last night and was told, "Your sister just called. Your dad coded."
In case you don't know what coded means, that's medical jargon for "he went into cardiac arrest."
The old buzzard was too stubborn to take his medicine, and now he's laid up pretty bad. I just got off the phone with the nurse at the CCU, and the doctor has to put another chest tube in him (that HURTS).
Say a prayer for my dad (and, for the nurses if he wakes up).