At least we both got a happy ending.
In 2016 I ended up in the hospital with diverticulitis. Lost part of my colon, had a colostomy bag for six months, and lost most of that year during recovery. I was worried my dad would have to go through some of that since my cousin had the same situation, and another cousin is going through it now. Luckily he was reconnected that day, and thus had less recovery time. He still had a long recovery but not as bad. Still, dealing with that made for less time for me personally. He took care of me when I was in worse shape, so of course I had to take care of him. He’s my dad.
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