It seems that whenever there are things happening in the family, I’m the last to know. Now, granted, for the last 15 years or so I have been living on the East Coast for 12 of them. But I have been home now for 3 years and still nothing.
So apparently my dad had his kidney transplant on Tuesday evening, when last I was told it was going to be today or tomorrow. Now I’m told from my sister that the surgery is done and that my dad is conscious and “texting” from his bed. Obviously he’s texting with my sisters and not with me. I feel left out.
Next, I find out one of my sisters quit her job. I questioned whether this was a wise move considering the economy, but she said that she has some leads. Unemployment rates are at 6.1% and today new layoffs were announced in the financial sectors. I just hope she is able to find a job. Her job is technically in the housing industry and that is the hardest hit industry right now.
I’m a little upset about being the last to know about my dad’s kidney transplant. I texted him, but haven’t heard anything back.Filed under: Family