On Saturday, I received a text message from my sister. She was informing me that my dad was in the hospital. Meh. Old beans. The man has landed himself in the ER every other weekend for the the past five months. At some point, it’s hard to be particularly surprised or concerned. However, as I later learned from my mother, there was a bit of a twist this time: “As it was told to me, he was walking outside to pee and then slipped and fell.”
Um, what? I guess I’m not surprised exactly, but I am a bit confused. Also, he managed to break his arm and a few ribs in the fall – that poor, old fool.