Just when you think all your ducks are in a row and life will get back to normal...
Just over a week ago my 91-year-old dad fell and broke his arm.
This Labor Day weekend was all planned out to take a quick trip to Little Rock, AR to visit a friend....
and maybe a quilt shop or two.
Instead I'm running back and forth to the hospital (and he is now in the rehab center....), sitting with my dad....
One good thing out of the deal I'm getting all caught up on my episodes of Wagon Train.
On the FeTv station, if you're interested.
At this point we have no idea what to expect....surgery is not an option so it is wait-and-see.
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