Sick and sicker...

I've got it. Whatever Mom had, I know have. It ain't nice. Mom called yesterday to ask if I could take Dad to the rehab hospital for his appointment. Last time I took time off work the Doctor canceled. I can't afford to keep taking time off work. It's just too damn busy at work with all the different projects. Any way, I'm sick. And Dad's sick, my Mom and my Aunt took Dad to the hospital as he had a nose bleed that wouldn't stop. He had a bout of diarrhea in the bed and Mom had to clean it all up. We did the same thing several months ago due to the antibiotics. It's for the best if he can stay there for a few days so Mom can get better. Dad's so weak right now that he can't stand up, yet he insists that he can. This is why it's so dangerous. He tries to get up, but his legs won't co-operate. I think we all know where this is heading.