Dad pulled through although it was very close for a couple of days. Fractured pelvis, pneumonia, etc. He apparently also suffered a small stroke because his speech is a little slurred. The worst part was he wouldn't eat and knocked away our hands after 2 teaspoons.
I started bringing in his favorite butterscotch ice cream, creme brulee from the French bakery,
baby food, etc. it was an enormous struggle. Thursday evening he sat up and ate his whole dinner - my sister and I did a Victory dance! Doctor claimed him out of crisis Friday p.m. I got home yesterday, but my luggage didn't, I think it's still in Los Angeles.
Thanks all for your kind wishes and support, and I AM SO RELIEVED.:thanks:
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