At the hospital blogging from my phone. Dad's getting a colonoscopy (routine for his age group). This is a wake up call for me. My parents are entering that age that will require more help from us, their children. I'm only glad that I'm close and available to help.
After this, I'm supposed to take a man from our church to the doctor's office for a procedure or treatment of some kimd. I guess I'm playing ambulance today.
Dad's gonna try to do some work after this, against his doctor's recommendation. Shall we say I came by my stubborn streak honestly?
I'm also waiting for this dreadful election process to be over. So sick of the maligning and distortion on both sides. The Republican establishment settled on a lackluster candidate and we all know how I feel about the current (mis)administration.
Well, dad's in recovery. Gotta go.
sixty. That is youthful. Just think Fredo and I and Teal have lived twenty
years or more beyond that point and we are still kicking and protesting that
we don't need any help.