{"id":369,"date":"2006-07-02T11:06:29","date_gmt":"2006-07-02T17:06:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/?p=369"},"modified":"2006-07-02T11:08:09","modified_gmt":"2006-07-02T17:08:09","slug":"dangling-tragedies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/2006\/07\/02\/dangling-tragedies\/","title":{"rendered":"Dangling Tragedies&#8230;."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In my haste to get to Florida to be with my dad, I completely left everyone in true cliff-hanging\u00a0style about the situation. Sorry &#8217;bout that. Here&#8217;s the seet&#8217;ation&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>Quick catch-up on the man himself: He was a mess internally.\u00a0 They worked it all out, beginning with his gallbladder.\u00a0 No cancer.\u00a0 No prostate trouble, as they suspected.\u00a0 He&#8217;ll live to hear me gripe and lecture him about paying closer attention to his body and the signals it is sending, thank god..\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Quick catch-up on me (because, you know, it&#8217;s all about me):\u00a0 After a week of tending to my parents, I have realized that I am a weakling when it comes to their pain.\u00a0 Something takes over when it is my kids &#8211; I get a weird power and strength that is out of this world if something happens to my children.\u00a0 It was hard, but I made it through my daughter getting\u00a0part of her lung taken out and an IV being wired to her head at a mere two weeks old.\u00a0 I pulled out strength reserves for that that I didn&#8217;t even know I had.\u00a0 But, not so much with my mom and dad.\u00a0 I actually nearly fainted because my dad was getting out of bed and grunting with pain.\u00a0 God, I\u00a0felt like\u00a0such a damned sissy.\u00a0 I also became a little mad.\u00a0 I actually started to resent my dad for not paying attention and taking better care of himself.\u00a0 Here&#8217;s my schpeal on that:<\/p>\n<p>What is wrong with men that they can&#8217;t admit that something might be wrong until they are in unlivable pain and rushing off to the emergency room?\u00a0 Come on!!\u00a0 For years (YEARS!) he has had pain after eating, intense stomach aches and a myriad of other maladies that aren&#8217;t normal living conditions.\u00a0 But, as a marathon runner and someone who eats fairly healthy (I would make some modifications in the red meat sector, but he disagrees) he felt like it was just age catching up to him and all that kind of nonsense.\u00a0 My father in law is the same way.\u00a0 Apparently, he lived with a shoulder that was, basically, ripping apart at the muscle tissue.\u00a0 He actually played a tennis tournament with it that way.\u00a0 The doctor can&#8217;t figure out how he was not in imense pain for months.\u00a0 I just don&#8217;t get it.\u00a0 Perhaps women are just more wired to pay attention to our bodies.\u00a0 Perhaps some men just feel like it is too much like asking for directions when you are lost &#8211; it makes you appear vulnerable and not in control.\u00a0 What I am trying to get across to my dad, to avoid future calamadies such as this, is that it is actually an empowerment to be aware of your health and to, ultimately, take control of it as much as you can.\u00a0 But, he&#8217;s a typical man of that generation (my husband sure doesn&#8217;t have a problem talking about his discomfort&#8230; no problem <em>at\u00a0all<\/em>.)\u00a0&#8211; he doesn&#8217;t take directions from anyone&#8230; Thanks for everyone&#8217;s thoughts and good vibes.\u00a0 Supportive people make the world a nicer place to live.\u00a0 Smooth sailing from here (knock wood, knock wood!)&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In my haste to get to Florida to be with my dad, I completely left everyone in true cliff-hanging\u00a0style about the situation. Sorry &#8217;bout that. Here&#8217;s the seet&#8217;ation&#8230;. Quick catch-up on the man himself:&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[59],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-369","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daily-living"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=369"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=369"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=369"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.familyresource.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=369"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}