Apologies for not updating this space sooner - I realize I kinda left some major items hanging. However, I was too busy running around the Bay Area visiting friends to seriously sit still.
Bob Clisby came out of his surgery just fine. They went in for a double but once they got underway, a triple bypass looked like a better option. I don't understand it, all those tiny maneuverings through arteries and veins, but he's still kicking so that's all that matters.
Yesterday, he was moved to a real room with a phone in it so I was able to speak to him. What a relief! It was kinda hard to hear him sound so groggy and tired when he is known for his peppy, cheery voice. He sounded older. Something like this really takes a lot out of you but I'm hoping it put something back in too.
Today, he sounded more like himself. He talked about "a couple'a Godsellers that came 'round ... " I guess there were some Bible thumpers that paid him a visit. Makes sense, plenty of folks up for deathbed conversions and all that. Not Pops. He'll go down a staunch individualist who always lived by the Golden Rule without some do-gooders getting in his business.
Bob usually rolls his eyes at these folks, lights a cigar and quietly puffs in their general direction. This time, he just let them ramble on about saving his soul. "Besides," he said, "one of 'em was a nice lady with a cute figure so ..." And there you have the Clisby Religious perspective pretty much summed up.
I can't say enough about my friends who have offered some terrific support on this. It really helps a lot. I feel a bit infantile when dealing with it so it's nice to have some volunteer babysitters on the job. You all rock. Take the day off, just cuz.