My son Henry (not his real name, in fact, the name of his great great uncle) went into the hospital yesterday. Today I learned the diagnosis. He is going to be all right. The hardest part is past. My son Dorin (not his real name either) and I got back from the hospital in Denton where we visited Henry for as long as the doctors would allow. Serious, but not about to beat us. Sad, but not going to make me cry, at least… not any more… well, at least,,, not tomorrow.
Catch a Falling Star 
Wishing the best for your son.
Thanks.
Thank you for the follow look forward to catching up with your posts – best of luck to you and yours.
Chris.
Michael, Thanks for the “Follow” of my “Excuse Us For Living”! Looks like you have a neat website going here! Phil
Thanks. Yours is very intriguing too.
wishing you and your family the best
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