Ok, my dad just got home. (yay!)

He took the rest of the week off from work...the ER doctor gave him an asthma inhaler (this possibly could be somehow related to his asthma) and he got an immediate appointment with his regular doctor. That's where he was when I called him because mom wanted to go up to the ER. So, I took mom out to lunch instead.

His doctor (who was actually his doctor's partner) changed his high blood pressure pills, gave him Lasix (a diuretic?) and scheduled him for an echocardiogram.

My dad decided that he's going to partially retire, if he's allowed to keep working. He wants to go down to half a week of working. I guess being a nurse anesthetist is a stressful job, and he's starting to feel the effect of all the age-ism that the younger employees up there keep throwing at him. (he's worked in that hospital 40+ years. Not all of them as an anesthetist...he started there when he was 15)

I guess we wont know how totally serious today was until he gets the echocardiogram tomorrow. But, I'm happy they let him out on his own. He was told not to do any exercising, was told to not even climb the stairs at work. (he's got to climb 2 flights to get out of the parking garage...not sure how he'd get past that one)

At least he has the rest of the week off...he wanted time off at Xmas and they wouldnt let him have it, even tho he was the first one to request it. They gave everyone else the day off but him, and then whined when he called in sick the day after Xmas with bronchitis. (he told them he was sick several days before that)

I guess I'll go pick up his Rx's and get him some takeout for dinner (my mom and I cant cook)