Quick trip this time. Dad’s wife Bonnie keeps me informed about his health because it’s so damned hard to have a phone conversation with him. Hard of hearing. What?accept

Anyway, I won’t go into his private details but it wasn’t going well so spur of the moment I booked a flight Saturday morning to leave that night. Barely had time to keep the kids informed.

Let’s just say it got progressively worse but as of last night things might be under control. I certainly hope so. I have to leave this afternoon. We haven’t slept much or eaten anything decent in days.

Damnit I hate to leave but words such as non-refundable and zero balance mean I have to. He’ll get better. She’ll manage without me. I can worry just as well at home.

Back to the hospital…