Sunday, February 2, 2014

Jim Leddy tells it like it is

After a stretch of time in the hospital and a longer stretch in rehab (not that kind of rehab), my dad is back home. One might think “Just in time for the Super Bowl,” but my dad takes no interest in football. He is indeed his son’s father.

And my dad is a gentleman — always. So I was amused and enlightened when he described the disorder of life in rehab like so: “Have you heard people use the expression ‘fucked up’?” Yes, Dad, but I never before heard you use it. That’s the measure of a place where a request for hot tea at breakfast brought iced, day after day after day.

Welcome home, Dad, and thanks to everyone who has sent good wishes his way.

[Dialogue used with permission. And notice that my dad was quoting.]

comments: 8

Adair said...

This is great news! All the best to Jim Leddy!

Michael Leddy said...

Thanks, Adair — I’ll pass it on.

Rachel said...

Welcome home, Jim!!

Michael Leddy said...

:)

Daughter Number Three said...

Having had parents and in-laws in rehab, I know just how weird it can be. Glad he's home.

Michael Leddy said...

I sort of knew, but not the way I do now. I’m passing on all good wishes.

Diane Schirf said...

Good wishes from a stranger!

I recall a story about my aunt asking for iced tea in Switzerland and getting a cup of hot tea and a glass of ice.

Michael Leddy said...

At least that’s closer to the mark.

I’ll pass your good wishes on to my dad.