Today was four days since my dad's heart attack. Four days in which mine and my mother's universe turned upside down. Over the weekend, we took turns at his hospital because we didn't want to leave him alone, if at least a little bit possible. And this despite the fact that the doctors reassured us that the heart attack was minor and dad's life is no longer in danger. But telling something like that to two nervous women was like talking to the wind.

They did all the necessary examinations and over the weekend they gradually let him sit up, walk around the bed, and on Monday he had the...