Sunday I learned that my dad had been in the hospital for the past three days. He had a hard time breathing on Thursday and the physicians in his town of Columbus NE suggested he go to the bigger hospital in Lincoln. There they pumped out quarts of fluid/blood from his lungs. My dad has had a difficult time keeping track of all the cell phone number changes I have had since Katrina, and his friend Elizabeth had called and left a message on an old phone. Luckily, Therese checked the old phone on Sunday and I was able to contact him. He is scared, and lonely. I asked him if I should drive up to Nebraska to see him, and he said to wait for now. They are running some more tests on him this afternoon, as apparently there are two tumors and one of his lungs has collapsed. So now I'm sitting back and waiting, something that I'm pretty good at since Katrina.
Later note: I just found out that they found quite a bit of cancer in his lungs, and he is trying to get the hopital to release him so he can go home to Columbus. I will be flying to Nebraska Thursday after my classes so I can spend St. Patrick's Day with my dad. I will fly back to New Orleans it looks like Sunday.