Whew...

After nearly a month of waiting in hospital for an arterial bypass (his second), with his health deteriorating more and more each day...my Dad finally got his surgery Tuesday morning and got home this afternoon. He says he feels 200% better! Yippee!!! I've been worried sick, I haven't seen him in a month. My step mom has been keeping me posted. He was in the closest major hospital..3 hrs drive... and I couldn't get away. It's such a relief that he's finally home and he's ok. I had quite a few rough days quit-wise...but I held on. First thing he asked me is, "You still quit?" I said, "Yep...wasn't easy though." He said, "'Atta girl!" *sniff*I'm so glad I didn't give in to my temptations. I don't often hear true pride in my Dad's voice...especially where I'm concerned. That alone was worth all the worry...all the stress...all the arguments with my inner junkie.