We came back from camping to the news that my dad (aka grampathecandyman), who was recovering from hip replacement surgery, was having trouble breathing. He had developed pneumonia and other complications. I spent the week at the hospital with my mom, my brother, my three sisters, and apparently many more relatives than they’re used to seeing in the ICU waiting room.
He came off the respirator Saturday and went straight back to charming the nurses.
As Dagny used to say, my skin is full of love.