I briefly mentioned in my recent post, TANKA #5, that my youngest son – my 20 year-old, who has autism and epilepsy – spent Christmas in the hospital. After a series of missteps/under-diagnoses on the part of trusted healthcare providers, my youngest ended up having emergency surgery on his back.
After a very tough and slow start, his recovery is going well and the possibility of permanent damage has lessened – though the threat will be present for some time yet.
This was not a small thing and I don’t mind telling you that it scared the crap out of my wife and I . . . disability on top of disability reveals your place among the stars rather quickly.
I plan on resuming my writing within the next day or two.