"This time, it's personal..."

Most of the time I tend toward writing in such a way as to avoid the most personal details of the events of my life and the lives of my family and friends. In place of the "gritty details" I like to exercise literary cleverness, with possibly even a hint of the poetic. But there is nothing poetic to be said about bypass surgery.

My 56-year-old father is awaiting this surgery, which will be performed on November 4th. It is unexpected in some respect (though not really), unwanted in another, and at the same time a chance for my father to receive a clean slate with his heart health. Truly, there is nothing that we would want more than that. There is hard work ahead; for the nurses, doctor, surgeon, Dad, Mom, and the whole family as we walk this road of rescue, recovery, and reversal.

Dad has been concerned to some degree that this is somehow "inconvenient" for everyone. Silly man...

A funeral is far less "convenient". I vote for the surgery...