Smoke please

Glad to hear it, Danny:) This place could use a little happy news.

Jake
 
Miserable self? I can take that...as I know you can.

Still miss my Dad after all these years...no, decades. Spend as much time together as you can, young man.:(
 
well, he was on xoloft for depression before the heart attack and they havent let him take anything else since he went in, obviously, with God knows how much morphine goin in.
his depression takes the form of the most hateful, mean SOB type personality you could imagine.
of course, bypass surgery ,which is the most invasive surgery you could have, leaves many people paranoid and irritable when they wake up.
combine that with a predisposition towards nastiness (no offense) and you have one cranky a$$hole.

the thing is, my mother loves him and i know how spouses tend to go downhill when their loved ones pass on, so his health and well being is important to me because i love my mother very much.

when he takes his xoloft, he is an entirely different person. he didnt start taking it until he was 66, (after i moved to japan) so it is kinda late for him to mend the fences, in my opinion. i remember a man who would scream obscenity and hate if you wiggled the kitchen table while he was working on schematics (he is an electronic engineer with several patents to his name)

but 6 years later, he is a different person. i have all these feelings inside concerning the father i knew, a man i was ready to kill on more than one occasion,(hell, even my sisters wanted to kill him) but that person doesnt really exist anymore.

Are any of you familiar with the term "Rage-aholic" ? My father is the textbook example. Its not fair to us, I suppose, to have a lifetime of his negativity and rage scarring us and he gets to live out his golden years with a hello kitty smile on his face.

He survived? I knew he would. Old junkyard dogs like him never die until they have been run over by 100 trucks.

Still, on behalf of my mother and the others who love him, I thank you all for your support and prayers.
 
Tough situations bring out one's character. Sounds like you got the good side of the deal. Hope things work out for you and both parents.
 
DIJ it takes a mighty long time, if ever, to get over a childhood with some
fathers. Mine was different being afflicted with that old liar's disease and
a habit of being a womanizer among other things, but at least I can now walk
by his picture on the wall without having a burst of anger or flipping his
pic off.
I never have regretted kicking his a$$ when I was fifteen although I am glad
that my mother stopped me from killing him like I meant too
 
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