July 29, 2009
Dad
My stepmother called to tell us that Dad was in the hospital. She hadn't been able to reach him on his cell phone -- always a warning sign, given that Dad and Jane call each other all the time.
It turns out that Dad had a single-car accident and ended up unconscious on someone's lawn. He's a little banged up -- like his car -- but seems to have escaped without any major injuries.
I high-tailed it South to L.A. and I'm sitting with him in the E.R., while Jane gets something to eat.
Speaking of food and family, we're nothing if not the prototypical Jewish clan. My brother called while I was driving down to take my order; we had a huge dinner of Chinese takeout in the waiting room. Every calamity is a little less upsetting on a full stomach, and Chinese is practically Kosher, except for the whole pork and shellfish mishegas.
If you're ever in the Providence Tarzana Medical Center, I highly recommend Wok Fast on Reseda Boulevard; the Asparagus Shrimp is delicious.
Even better, avoid the hospital entirely.
Posted by Mike Lief at July 29, 2009 09:22 PM
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Yikes!!!! I'm sorry and I hope he is doing well today. My best to your family.
Posted by: Thin Ice, Sr. at July 30, 2009 06:12 AM