I got a late night call--luckily, I missed it--from my sister, K. Dad was taken to the ER last night. He was unresponsive but is doing much better now. He is in the cardiac unit. He is 90 and has Alzheimer's. He fell this yr but had minor surgery on his hip, rehabbed and is doing very well ... no residual pain like cousin P has. I think M is moving him out of assisted living to a more high intensive place. I hope she can get with-a social wkr and do it straight from the hospital. I was panicking because husband is out of town, and I was going to call someone to take care of difficult child, but I do not have to fly out today (I called the hospital and talked with-a nurse) so all is well for now. I can wait until husband gets home Sunday. In the meantime, my sister is dealing with-her son, who is now on two kinds of chemo for his colon issues, still awaiting an MRI to definitely diagnosis Crohn's. He is back at school, a Jr, but has a special pass to leave for the bathroom anytime, anywhere. M was worried she'd have to hire a tutor. I think he has finished the antibiotics and the prednisone--good thing, because he kept running a fever and having hallucinations. Not fun dealing with-a 6' ft HS jr at 2 a.m. who thinks there are things in the house that aren't there. So, I'm asking for strength for my sister, above all. Somehow, it will work out with-my dad and with-her son. If Dad was in ICU, I wasn't sure which way to go with-asking for help ... he is 90 and maybe we should let go. Then again, he's like a cat and springs back when you least expect it. I feel so badly for my nephew. His summer was essentially stolen from him. But we've heard from many middle aged people that HS is the worst, and then the disease evens out and you can have a normal life. Thank you all!