Dad collapsed at work yesterday.
He actually died.
He was dead.
CPR.
Seven shocks to his heart.
He was alive again.
Unstable.
VF Arrest.
10% of cardiac arrests are VF arrests.
10% of those people live.
Dad is coming in clutch.
I talked to him last night via speaker phone and this morning via FaceTime.
I told him the same things both times:
Daddy, it's the bottom of the ninth.
Two outs.
Bases loaded.
Full count.
Tied game.
You just need a base hit.
Just touch your base.
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