Message from home
Just when I thought I was done—just got an email from my mother. My dad's got to go in for some more tests on his eye. Apparently he's been having problems with blurred vision, and the doctor can't tell if it's an infection affecting his optic nerve or if he's had a minor stroke that is impairing his vision.
Dammit. Not another health scare. [The enormous aneurysm discovered on November 1 and repaired on November 20, the spots on his lungs on December 12 that turned out to be pneumonia scars, and a few others that I didn't document.]
Hopefully, just an infection. More details as I learn them.