Dad update...
At 11:30 today, I got a call from my brother in NYC. My Dad, who's been recuperating very slowly from a broken hip, has been taken to emergency surgery because the doctors have discovered a perforation somewhere in his stomach or bowel. It's not the kind of thing you leave sitting. So that unfortunately means that despite his liver and his overall health being very shaky, the risk of his dying on the table is less than the certainty of his dying if left untreated. So they're operating.
I'm holding together, because I'm an eternal optimist. Dad's built like a leather belt. But I'm still definitely quite scared for him, for my Mom, for my brother, and for me. Good wishes to the iggerant bastard would be greatly appreciated.
Also, trivially, this means my social schedule has just gone to jello again.
More news as I get it.
I'm holding together, because I'm an eternal optimist. Dad's built like a leather belt. But I'm still definitely quite scared for him, for my Mom, for my brother, and for me. Good wishes to the iggerant bastard would be greatly appreciated.
Also, trivially, this means my social schedule has just gone to jello again.
More news as I get it.