“Get Well” Challah and Some Other Random Mish Mash

I know these past couple of posts have not been in the standard Eden’s Eats “format” (not that I think I really have a format, but you get the idea).

I dont want to jinx anything or get my hopes up too high, but looks like my dad will be out of the ICU tomorrow! He will still be in the hospital, but at least out of the ICU which is a big sigh of relief.

I had a good visit with him earlier today and found myself actually laughing which I haven’t done since this whole ordeal happened. My dad’s friend (who’s known to be quiet the jokester) came to visit while I was there and managed to get my dad and I laughing again. He brought an electric razor so my dad could stay nice and clean shaven (after a certain age, scruff doesn’t look sexy, it start to make you look like a bum). My dad said they had a woman come shave him earlier, but she did a pretty iffy job. My dad’s jokester friend said its because women are just used to shaving legs (and armpits, unless they are hippies).

yep, he raised his table to be silly. at least it got my dad to smile

My dad’s colleague and good friend (who was with me when this all transpired on Wednesday) brought two loaves of challah bread he made in his homemade clay oven. If homemade bread in a homemade oven doesn’t say “labor of love” to you, I dont know what does.

I know, I wish I would have made it too

I’m glad my dad is not lonely, and that people are visiting him. What i dont like is having everyone on my dad’s blackberry call me asking about him. I sort of want to send a mass email or text to all of them saying “If your so worried about my dad, go visit and see for yourself!”. But that’s cruel and I know its only natural to be worried and want to know information. Its just that its causing my stress and it doesn’t help that I don’t know all the time either.

And on a totally random note, I found that each floor in the ICU building has a meditation room. Only in LA…..But hey, I’m is support that every hospital invest in one. 

I came again in the evening and my slightly more hopeful sprits went down a little. He was angry, mostly that he could not remember things and it hurt me to hear him repeat things he’s told me many times before. His appetite was rather non-existen and asked my if I wanted any of his dinner. All I could see was anger and irritation about his situation. Plus, his pain in his head was still there. I can’t imagine having such a sharp pain in my head constantly. I really wished he would feel better. I left and let him sleep, hoping to get some myself tonight.

I might go back to the old “format” tomorrow and churn out a “myth busting monday” and maybe a recipe. I do plan on going to work on monday for my desserts class. Nothing gives me any pleasure so I might as well keep myself busy at work. And on that note, I’m sorry if I have not left any comments lately on your guys’ blogs. I’ve kind of lost interest in reading about left over ideas and oatmeal right now. I’ll be back in the saddle at some point. But right now, I just would like to express what I’m going through via my blog and be with my dad.  Dont take offense, I’m sure your overnight oats or pumpkin whatevers are fantastic and if my dad gets out, I’ll do a whole “make-up” thanksgiving and I’ll go back and check all those thanksgiving posts for ideas.

Thanks again for all of your support, seriously, each comment helps me feel a little better. And I promise to have better Eden’s Eats posts.