anagramofbrat | Second verse same as the first

soooo today went kinda pear shaped while en route to NY. I got an email from Vicki saying Dad was headed from rehab back to Mt. Sinai's ER.

Aaaaagh.

Anyway to make a long story and a wibble filled drive short, Dad's back in the hospital proper. Fluid in his lungs, probably pneumonia. *sigh* getting off Peter Pan and heading up to 100th and Madison is starting to become eerily routine. Anyway they've admitted him for observation and pumping him full of diuretics and antibiotics, hopefully that'll do the trick. :/

I'm sure I've said this before, but I am truly not allowed to complain about CDH's ER. Mount Sinai's is like the Major Deegan during rush hour.

So yeah... I don't even know how to feel about any of this. I'm just kinda sitting in the 7th floor day room with Vicki, we're both worn ragged, and I'm just too tired to feel much at all other than slightly tweaked by the vital sign monitor noises per usual. I'll sort it out after I get some food and sleep into my system, I suppose. If then.

Meantime have some pretty pictures of Times Square and Rockefeller Center I took tonight.