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progJust spoke with my dad on the phone. He busted his tailbone all right, and is in a physical therapy program in Waterville. By all accounts he's bouncing back quite readily, and he sounded just fine.
He fell down different stairs than the ones I thought he did, which seems like a silly thing to be relieved about, but the stairs I was thinking of were the ridiculously steep flight that leads to my parents' basement via a hole they cut in their apartment floor, some time ago. I told him this. "Ugh, those would have finished me," he agreed. (I hate those stupid stairs, which freshly alarm me every time I visit, and am frustrated that my elderly parents would have them installed. But that's my parents for you.)
His doctors have scheduled a meeting to discuss his therapy next Tuesday morning, and family is invited; I'm planning on attending that.
Thanks to all who lent advice and other good wishes here and elsewhere... I sincerely appreciate it (and passed them along, as appropriate).
He fell down different stairs than the ones I thought he did, which seems like a silly thing to be relieved about, but the stairs I was thinking of were the ridiculously steep flight that leads to my parents' basement via a hole they cut in their apartment floor, some time ago. I told him this. "Ugh, those would have finished me," he agreed. (I hate those stupid stairs, which freshly alarm me every time I visit, and am frustrated that my elderly parents would have them installed. But that's my parents for you.)
His doctors have scheduled a meeting to discuss his therapy next Tuesday morning, and family is invited; I'm planning on attending that.
Thanks to all who lent advice and other good wishes here and elsewhere... I sincerely appreciate it (and passed them along, as appropriate).