Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Monday, Monday…

Sidebar: I normally do not report “family’ things. My instructions when I got the gift of this web site was to document my daily events. And, I believe I have done that for years. But, today I am going to make an exception.

My grandson, Joe (Jose) was taken to the hospital in the middle of the night by my son Jeremy and Joe’s wife, Jerica, exhibiting all the classic signs of a heart attack. But, his heart was fine.

I got an update from Jeremy around 10:00 a.m. saying, and I quote:

“It happened again. Ventricular tachycardia (V-tach) with pulse of 180-200, to the point where they shock him (cardioversion). The hospital has moved Joe to the intensive care unit.”

I have not heard an update since then although I sent Jeremy an email. I am believing that, since he spent all night at the hospital, he is taking a well-deserved nap.

I am worried, but, moving on…

It never got above freezing today. So, I walked inside both times.

I went to Newburgh grill for lunch and got a cup of the beef vegetable soup and a Pattie melt.

Back home after work, I putzed. I warmed up leftover soup and mac & cheese for dinner.

I watched lame TV until I went to bed at 9:00 p.m.


  1. Last night, Joe told me they are allowing him to move around a bit now. They’re still scratching their heads and trying to figure out what’s wrong with him, because he’s too physically-fit and eats too well to have anything like this happen to him (he also doesn’t drink, smoke, or do drugs). They’re trying to move him to selective care, but they’re looking for a bed to put him in. He’ll likely stay in the hospital for another five days or so.

  2. Thank you for the update.

  3. keep us in the loop, Jyl

  4. @GPF: I just sent you Jyl's latest email.

  5. I just sent you another email, GPF.