2020 hasn’t been the best of years, has it? I know that lots of people would like to hit the reset button and start over at the end of 2019. I am in that camp. It has been rotten. Life has been coming at me fast with no warning. I am tired.
I guess it has been 5 or 6 weeks since I was rushed to the ICU. I spent 5 days there. I am recovering nicely, I haven’t been able to keep up with my normal pace of blog posts, but that is the least of my worries.
A couple weeks ago, my dad was taken by helicopter to the ICU. There he remains. Hope springs for his recovery. He is very sick, but he landed at The Cleveland Clinic, a world-class hospital. No, it is thee world-class hospital.
I get updates about three times a day on his condition. With COVID, visitation is very limited, and even gaining entrance to the hospital is a process. That said, I can’t tell you how happy I am with the level of care he is receiving. He is surrounded by people who have dedicated their lives to making the world a better place. It is impressive to see them work.
2020 has really been a mess. I won’t look back on this time fondly. It will get better, it has to, doesn’t it? My dad will be home soon, I will regain all my strength, and the pace of the blog entries will be back up to snuff. I am not an eternal optimist, I just think the odds are working their way back in my favor. After all, 2020 is more than half over.
