Sorry for the delay in posting, but my thanks to everybody that posted, emailed, or called with well wishes for SuperDad. I got to North Carolina yesterday afternoon, and am happy to report that while Dad is still really sick, he's doing better. This is an immeasurable relief, as when I got on the plane from Austin the last report was that doctors were going to have to amputate his leg to stem the infection. Oh, yeah. Did I tell you about the infection?
Turns out the sepsis was coming from something called cellulitis, which is an infection in the skin or flesh. I think it's sort of a diffuse infection; at any rate, his foot is the size of a zeppelin, and it's making him really sick. But finally he's started to respond to antibiotics, and we're all breathing a sigh of relief. I'm off to the hospital now to visit him again and bring him snacks, treats, and girlie magazines. Just kidding about the girlie magazines. That was in the way of a scientific experiment, checking to see if Amazing Captain Mommypants is reading this. Probably not, but just in case, I wanted to give her a little heart attack.
In other news, North Carolina in the summertime is absolutely gorgeous. I'm overdosing on green. And my mom's little puppy Obadiah? The cutest dog ever. In the whole world. And tomorrow is the Fairy King's 26th birthday, hoorayyyyy!!!! And when Crasey and I walked out of the hospital yesterday I made the critical error of congratulating her on not wearing her really ugly bracelets that she wears all the time. So she told the cop at the front door that I had heroin in my purse and took off running. Ha ha. Very funny, Crasey.