What a Difference a Day Makes!
OK, maybe not so much a day, but two months. After our usual game night on Friday night (thanks to Brett we learned a new game: Apples to Apples) Randy and I headed to the Cape on Saturday to celebrate my father’s 80th birthday.
The last time I saw him was at Christmas, shortly after his second round of pneumonia and before being diangosed with two new diseases (hyperthryroidism and diabetic neuropathy). Consequently, he was collapsing, slurring his words, and unable to think straight. To be brutally honest, it was completely frightening and I had fears he wouldn’t even make it to his birthday (let alone next Christmas).
Well, a correct diagnosis, an adjustment in medications, and some hospital and rehab time and my father is the same as he was before. A complete transformation. It’s wonderful.
But that also means that he’s back to his old self…asking non-stop questions about the computer and his iPod. It can be exhausting, but i think I’d much rather have that than to not have him around at all.
Anyway, after returning to Boston (I mean, Somerville) Randy and I went straight to the gym. Worn out after all of the entertaining I’d been doing over the past few weeks (we were either staying with people or having people stay with us for nearly every single weekend since the year began), I had to bail on an Oscar party last night. Randy, always the trooper, went without me.
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I love that your dad has an ipod.