Dave's father had a stroke, sometime between Thanksgiving and Sunday. He lives alone, so we don't really know when it happened, but on Sunday when Dave and his sister were supposed to talk to him, he wasn't answering his phone. After a couple of hours, Dave's sister was worried and called the sheriff in the nearest town to check on him. The sheriff found him and called an ambulance and he was taken to the nearest big hospital, 45 minutes away.
He's unable to speak or move his right side, but he recognizes Dave and Sara and can swallow enough to be fed.
It's awful.
I'll write more later.
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