My dad is kooky...

I think that while Dad was in surgery they injected caffeine directly into his brain. So for the last week I had been talking to my Dad and he had been telling about how bad other people have felt after the same surgery that he is going in for. So Taka and I cleared our schedules so that we could stick around most of Wednesday if we needed to, in order to help him out. Tuesday we get to the hospital around 9:15am. The nurses prep him and Taka and I wait with him until they take him to surgery. As they are wheeling him away he puts his hands on an imaginary steering wheel and says "I'm driving this cart, take me to the front entrance." The nurses chuckle and keep wheeling him towards surgery. From down the hall I hear my Dad say "Help, they're kidnapping me!" I smile and Taka and I go down to the cafeteria to study. Later they let us go in to see him in the recovery room. When they are ready to release him, Taka goes to get the car and the nurse gets Dad dressed and walking around. His nose starts to bleed, which will happen after you have surgery on your nasal passages. They put a sling around his ears that holds gauze under his nose. As the nurse wheels him out there are people walking in. Dad says "I would be a good poster for your hospital. I wasn't bleeding when I came in." Without missing a beat the nurse says "I told you not to walk into that door." I almost fell over laughing. We get Dad home and I swear he becomes the energizer bunny. He wouldn't sit still. And of course he kept poking at his nose. We told him to sit down, and we tried to get him to follow the instructions on the sheet they gave us to get the bleeding to stop. About 4 hours later Dad decided that the bleeding wasn't stopping and we needed to go back to the hospital. So off we go. The nurse at the desk very patiently explained to Dad that he was supposed to be bleeding and that it would stop. When he turned and left she leaned over and told me "Don't worry, he is going to be just fine." I said "I know. Sorry to bother you." The bleeding stopped shortly later, we had some dinner and took him home again. We put in the movie Eastern Promises, but he still wouldn't stop moving. Finally he settled in front of his computer. Taka and I watched the movie. It was quite good. I liked it a lot. Yesterday he was feeling just fine. Only a little bleeding. We went out to lunch before Taka and I headed back to Minneapolis. Dad had heard that many people after having this surgery are laid up for a week, not Dad. He was a ball of energy. In fact, he will be down in Minneapolis tonight attending his poetry class. I still think they injected him with caffeine.