Last Saturday started out with me at an artshow vending table for the Shop,
and then toward the end of the day came a call that I never expected.
This call led to me maxing out every credit card that I had to get an emergency flight down to Phoenix, Thank god for credit cards!!!!
Dennis & I were there until Thursday.
My father was admitted to an ICU in Phoenix as a John Doe with no wallet or car keys on him.
He passed out from heatstroke , fell backwards- hit his head- and managed to burn roughly 10% of his body very badly (it was 115 degrees that day and so the Asphalt cooked his skin like an egg).
Luckily a young man named Santos who was working at the Jack in the box where it happened , saw my Dad fall and called an ambulance.
#bannerestrella hospital(where he was taken) has my intense gratitude,I can never Thank them or the Social worker who dug through everything to find me(all that she knew was I lived in Iowa, was his daughter, and my first name) properly.
I had to ID him through FB messenger.
He was not expected to survive.
Happily he has survived sustaining some organ damage, trouble speaking,and needing skin grafts.