Bad News

Well to start off, I was in a depressed funk for a couple weeks. I had been anti-social and just hid out from the world for a while. I've been pretty much out of it for a few days now, but I just received the following email from my stepmother:

"Brett - Your dad suffered a very severe cardiac event on a treadmill, collapsed, aspirated and at this point is clinging to live. He has not regained consciousness, had developed pnumonia, and at this point, does not present any brain function."

I read that email around 3am East Coast US time so that was all I had to go on until I got called during my piano lesson.

Apparantly, he was on a treadmill at the YMCA yesterday? and had some kind of "cardiac event" and lost consciousness. This probably wouldn't have been so bad, but he hit his head and vomited. He was alone and was without oxygen for an unknown period of time. He was found by the caretaker of the gym. He was blue at the time. He is on 8 types of medication at the moment and while his heart seems to be ok, he wasn't showing signs of brain activity yesterday and he had developed pnemonia from the vomit in his lungs. I should know more soon. I certainly hope he pulls through, but its not looking very good at the moment.