Tuesday, April 03, 2007

just a small jaunt to the er for some angioplasty

so my dad emails me today that he's going to be in town the week of april 18th and would i be free to go to dinner with him during the week. he then casually writes me that he had some burning in his chest last week and went to the er in santa fe and had arterial angioplasty. he then talks about how expensive the meds he needs to take are. now, my interpretation of this is... important: coming to kc, let's get together; not important: nearly had a heart attack; important: this medication is gonna cost me big bucks. wtf? i emailed him back to tell him that if he's ever in the er for his heart again, i "expect" an immediate phone call. i don't give a rat's ass if it's the simplest procedure ever, when it involves your heart, there's a need to know from your immediate family members, apparently estranged as we may be. yes dad, it would have been much better to receive the phone call AFTER you were dead!? jesus. mind you, when my dad was married to my mom, money was never any object, he never discussed it, never told my mom to watch any spending, kind of just let it be, now, he and his psychotic wife are like crazy penny-pinching misers. it's not like my mom took the guy to the cleaners or anything either. when we went down to see them 2 years ago, they acted like they couldn't afford to go out to dinner. let me also say that my dad makes well over 6 figures a year. this woman has really done a number on my dad, and he has been a willing partner to her craziness. it totally infuriates me. you know how you casually use to word hate about people you may come across whose personalities don't really mesh with yours, or perhaps they just said something insensitive to you once and you've held a grudge, this does not apply to me when i think of my dad's wife, i seriously hate the woman. you can't be mean to my kids and get away with it, forget how you treat me, who friggin cares, but my kids, who are awesome? don't even go there lady, you'll be cruisin for a bruisin....

really? you really think i need therapy?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

god damn...
i'm so sorry. i would pretty much be on fire if i got an email like that from my dad.
good luck with that dinner rendevous.