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[johnny9fingers]

Morphine Sulphate appears to have stablised Dad. A good thing. Am precluded from helping in any way by illness, which is completely crap, actually. But the Doc reckons if Dad'll only start eating again, Christmas is a good long bet. But not if I breathe over him, or mum either.
Nurse coming in, in half-an-hour.
Mother worked off her feet (and rising to the occasion with a certain elan, if that's the word).
Neck hurts. Wrists hurt. Will go to bed.
Happy Thanksgiving.