May 30th post

i'm going to bed now, grateful my dad has good medical care, hopeful my mom can hold up under the stress that she must be under. she will be home soon. dad has blood clots in his lungs, they apparently cling to cancer cells and travel through the body. not sure if this is directly related to his falling and injuring his ribs. you have memories of people as being much younger and stronger and in no way frail and you somehow cling to that as real instead of the reality of the present. i suppose many people do this with their parents. and sometimes their friends too. conversely those who were frail in the past may be in reality much stronger now and quite well, despite common opinion. so, i hope that for my dad and at least hope him to have a strong will.