So my dad just celebrated his 95th birthday. Most of the family was at the party. The only ones missing had the flu, pneumonia, or torn shoulder and were about eight hours away; needless to say, they also have enough respect and love to keep the germs away from their grandfather. Nineteen people loving on the old man.
My dad is a family man. He lives every day of his life making a difference to each child, grandchild, and now great grandchildren. He had kids to enjoy them.
This morning he woke up feeling nauseous. I drove him to emergicare where his blood pressure was 218/125. Normal for my dad is 130/75. He was transported by ambulance to the ER. Now it is a waiting game. He has been admitted to the hospital.
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