The last day of Dawn's long break. With the rain falling and it looking miserable outside, we were thankful that we were going to spend the day indoors. Dawn started addressing our Christmas cards, while I worked on my laptop. However, that changed mid-day.
The two of us were enjoying the last of our Thanksgiving turkey in a nice turkey and cranberry sandwich when my cell phone rang. It was Dad to tell me that he had been taken to hospital this morning and George was also there in the A&E after passing out. It didn't take me long to finish my food and jump in the car and head into London to see for myself how they were. Although irrelevant, the drive to the hospital (and back home later) was horrendous as the heavens had opened.
When I arrived at the hospital, I was pleased to see Dad looked okay. They will be keeping him overnight so he can see the urologist in the morning, though. George on the other hand looked like a ghost. He is already way too skinny. But his experience made him look worse. Thankfully he has been discharged and can go home. However, he didn't look too pleased.
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