Yesterday, Friday, my dad, a well-known local entertainer
and celebrity, was going to lunch. (He had his usual weekend gig that night and just completed his weekly radio show) Going to lunch, he slipped on the sidewalk on a beautiful summer day, fell, and bonked his head. Later, at 3:00pm he lay in the emergency ward, paralyzed from the neck down. Today, Saturday, we await the outcome of an 8 hour surgery. The best we can hope for they say is that he will breathe on his own. Before his surgery, he mouthed 'will I ever sing again?'. Need I say more my friends...
Update: July/11/06 Surgery went 'fine' and 'No'.
Today my dad was moved from I.C.U. to Trauma, meaning he can breathe on his own now without a ventilator. He still has O2 going into a trachiotomy. Still paralyzed, no change there. Prognosis for speech, OK; for singing???
Is my dad mad at God? 'No, he has a plan'.
Another quote 'This will make me a better person'.
Oh, and he's planning a comeback, Nov.11/2007 8:00p.m., live on stage, Centerpoint theatre.