Well last week my father ended up in the hospital with double pneumonia on top of his advanced case of emphysema.
Needless to say he is in bad shape. Told he will have to use a ventilator tent that fits over his head for the rest of his life. Of course my stubborn military minded father is very resistant to the whole idea. Seems he is tired of being sick and is on the edge of giving up on life. At least he has lived a fairly long life but still in his late sixties I feel he is still too young. Knowing of course both me and my brother are on a road that is heading in the same direction and still smoking cigarettes even though are father is dying seems kind of stupid. Well till the next time, May your days be filled with happiness, hope, faith and the little things that make life grand.