Dad's doing about as well as can be expected. Still kind of weak, and his balance isn't as stable as it should be. My sister got him a pill organizer to help him remember which ones he's taken, because there are so many now, for his blood pressure, diabetes, and the blood thinners because he has a heart stent. Of course, the dietary restrictions are depressing for him, but he seems to be sticking to them, and he's not smoking. Thanks for thinking of him.
The sky is my jewelry box. The clouds are cotton puffs.
