This afternoon was the last Magic Flute performance. Another annual season over with. (The place was pretty full both today and on Friday.)
Yesterday afternoon I went to see Father at the hospital, but he'd been moved out of the critical area and I couldn't see any nurses to say where he'd gone. He'd gone to the area for patients in less serious condition, but for a while I was afraid he'd got worse!
Afterward I went to Betty-Anne's art walk. But I was so concerned about Father that I ended up leaving early.
It turns out that they're going to give Father a pacemaker so he'll be in the hospital for a while longer.
The other day on Twitter some American was posting a meme about Our Great, Strong Military, so I commented, "Only weak people feel the need to look strong." They didn't like that!
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