Monday, February 1, 2010

My Heart Goes Out To You, Captain Phil Harris

This morning was a rough one. The kids had a two hour delay, and I was undecided last night whether or not to send them to school. Every other district in the area closed, and I didn't want to put my kids on a bus that will travel icy roads. I decided to let Junior make the decision, after driving to work at 3:30am.

So last night I finally drift off about 1:30am, only to wake to the alarm clock 45 minutes later to get Junior up. I told him to call me once he got to work, so I knew whether or not the roads were good enough for the bus.

He said they were fine when he called at 4am, so I laid back down after setting the alarm for 6:30am. As luck would have it, I couldn't fall back to sleep. I think I finally drifted off around 5, so I was pretty exhausted when I had to get up at 6:30. If you were keeping track, that is only about 4 hours sleep for this girl who needs at least 8 to function.

After feeding the kids (no breakfast at school on delay days) and getting them out the door, I decide to lay back down for a while. I wasn't asleep 30 minutes when the phone rang, and it was Junior. I was pretty much still asleep when he asks if I heard what happened to Sig.

I was all, "who?".

And he's all, "you know, Sig from the Cornelia Marie".

Then I was all, "Sig is the Northwestern".

And he was all, "Yeah, the one who had the blood clots".

Then I was all, "Oh, that's...oh crap, why can't I think of his name...I can see his face clear as day...why, what am I supposed to have heard?".

And that's when he tells me that "Sig" had a stroke. I told him again that his name isn't Sig, and drag my butt out of bed to look online. As soon as I found the article, I was like, duh, Phil. How could I forget his name? The article said that he had a stroke on the boat, but while he was in port unloading. Thank God for that, because I am sure if he was at sea, he wouldn't be resting comfortably in a hospital. That seems to be the only information I can find, that he is "resting comfortably" and that he has "excellent doctors" working on him.

I know these are people I have never met, but my heart goes out to him and his family. I wish him a full and speedy recovery, because Deadliest Catch won't be the same without him.

2 comments:

Mrs Sweetwater said...

he smokes like a chimney and cusses like as storm; it's no wonder he hasn't had one before now. I'll have to tell hubby as he watches that show too. I've worked a week on a caribbean fishing boat and I can attest to the fact that they work hard as hell, and it's very dangerous so stress, yeah.

Unknown said...

Very sad, indeed. I love the show too. I am a nut for reality shows. They tend to feel like family after a while. Yeah, I know. I sound like I'm crazy, but that's just the way it is.