My dad celebrated his 87th birthday this year.
Sad part was that he had to celebrate in the hospital.
He got a bad case of influenza A and
spent six days in the hospital.
The nurse was nice enough to put in a good word
with the cafeteria staff.
They sent a cake for his birthday dinner.
I discovered one of my running buddies was a nurse on my dad's floor.
She was not my dad's nurse,
but it was nice to see a familiar face.
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