Yesterday was not particularly good. Dad had dialysis. Possibly because of that, possibly because of sitting up for a long time, and possibly because of the weather, he got very sweaty, even clammy. A nurse practitioner from the Heart Hospital (or Institute; I forget) came by, found him in this condition and also with an irregular heartbeat, and called out the Mounties. He had an EKG, and had his cardiac enzymes checked and his blood sugar checked twice. The NP was preparing us for what emergency procedure would need to be done if it turned out he was having another heart attack.
And it turned out to be nothing. Mal and I were not overly happy that we finally had to ask for the cardiac enzyme results, some hours later, but we were well pleased that they were normal. He was very tired indeed for the rest of the evening, mainly sleeping, but when the nurse woke him up to give him his pills, he was lucid and coherent. This morning, he had the permanent catheter installed (maybe "placed" is a nicer word) for dialysis and the temporary one removed. If there was any problem with this procedure, I have faith that somebody would have called. I'm looking forward to getting to the hospital and seeing that he came through with flying colors.
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