posted on Mar, 18 2008 @ 03:30 PM
Well, it's been 8 days since my boyfriend had open heart surgery that consisted of a triple bypass.
Here's a little background.
He's quite a bit older than I am, and I am younger than his oldest daughter from his first marriage. He's been married twice.
He left his first wife after cheating on her with what would become wife number 2. Wife number 2 left him to be with a man she was cheating with.
Nothing to out of the ordinary here, right?
Well, anyway, so my boyfriend starts not feeling well, and I take him to the emergency room. No heart attack, but several blockages that have to be
operated on. We got him help, just in time.
He has the surgery and everything goes well. The doctor who did the surgery comes in to check on him one time while both the daughter and I are in
the room. My boyfriend of course, gets the lecture on how he has to change his lifestyle, such as quit smoking and a change of diet. Both the
daughter and I hear this, mind you. I have had the guy on a very healthy diet at home for the last couple of years, and he is ok with having to stop
eating certain things even when we go out to eat. He indicates it is going to be rough, but he is willing to do it.
Now this is where the story gets weird.
The day my boyfriend gets home from the hospital, we get a phone call. The husband of wife number 2, has a massive heart attack and dies. I'm not
kidding! Some timing, huh?
This happens on Thursday of last week. The funeral for ex-wife 2's husband was on Sunday.
Late in the afternoon on Sunday, we get a call from the daughter. She says she is bringing food over for us. I hear my boyfriend thanking her, and
telling her that would be nice. By the way, I am just around the corner in the kitchen cooking a heart healthy supper already.
10 minutes later, she shows up at the door with her husband, carrying a styrofoam container of food that must weigh 8 lbs. She walks into the
kitchen, sees me cooking, and puts the container on the counter to open it up and show me what was inside. Fried chicken, chicken and dumplings,
fried okra, jambalaya, and buscuits! I nearly picked it up and threw it at her just based on what was inside alone! Then, she happily announces that
the food came from the funeral of the husband of ex-wife number 2!
Now, I am usually a very easy going person, but is this not the most idiotic thing you have ever heard?????