I made a stealth trip to Ft. Worth to see my mom and dad.

Dad knew about the trip.

Mom thought I canceled.

Not a single tragedy at all.

I talked some poker strategy and what I needed to accomplish to make the Okie-Vegas trip a success.

My goals are set.

I probably will play a little poker to get the rough spots off and NO Riggstad I won’t play high limit omahadraw anymore.

Time to play back where and how it got me to increase the bankroll 100%.

Tight, ABC Poker.

A trip report will be due once I return from Okie Vegas.

Also I talked to Reid (Webmaster Extraordinaire) and we will start the move to a wordpress platform soon.

We may have some OOPS on the way.

But thought you’d like to know!

As we last left our intrepid hero, he had just got to Texarkana and back on his birthday, which happened to be Easter with the kids.

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I promised you an update on the weekend…

And herer you go, sponsored by Tiltweiser, the official Cheer of Instant Tragedy!

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Yup, I’m on my way.

Heading to see Dad. 

I’ve got a lot to talk to you about and I’ll do it from my undisclosed location.

Tonight’s Super Bowl and other issues surrounding my life have me second guessing things that I have done and or haven’t done recently.

I’ve had to look at strengths in my life, my backbone, my family in crisis because of the recent hospitalization of the man who’ve I only seen cry four times in 38 years, my dad.

I’ve had to remember the last time I had to face something that feared me.

Grandma Horowitz was a teacher at Adelphi University and a Speech and Hearing center that she built from the ground up.  After some trouble she was given some drugs and I was going up to see her. My grandma was tall and strong. She knew nothing she couldn’t debate, or argue or reason out.  She was strength in not only my eyes, but my soul.

“Don’t be frightened Sean, for your Grandma looks a little different. Just remember why you love her,” my mom said as we walked into the house that she lived in with my Grandfather for over 40 years.

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Mom wants me to come next weekend since Dad had a bad morning and is in one of his “Sick Moods”

I tried to talk to him , but he was asleep when I called.

Soooo I have a plane ticket for next weekend.

Spending the entire weekend with Dad, so Mom can have a break.

Today was a day of signs for me.

Some were easy, like STOP : stopping myself from calling the ex

Caution: Being patient with a friend who I’d like to get to know better but she is still dealing with the death of her dad.

GO: I did things for me tonight. 

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He still has to go back to the doctor so they can examine the abcesses on and below the liver.  He still has 6 weeks of Antibiotics, but thank the Big Guy he is FINALLY HOME!

I could mention all the people who have prayed, but I know you all had thoughts and wishes that were communicated through e-mail, blog comments, phone and mail messages.

My family thanks you,

My Dad thanks you,

and I thank you!

But 1 Doctor says NO!

He’s off Oxygen, his heart is normal, kidneys are functioning properly.  But the liver doctor won’t let him go.

I am crushed, Dad is crushed.  Mom is trying to make him feel better by bringing up the dvd player and a Nebraska game.

I just want my dad out of the hospital and home.

Maybe that’s too much to ask for.