A rake of a man, Charles Bukowski, but he lived his life on his own terms.
And has my deepest respect for his courage in that.
My dad is in the hospital again, his red blood count is too low and he's getting pain meds.
Hang in there you old fart.
My morning will also be spent at the doctor's office.
Son#3 has been sick since Friday and looks knackered and awful.
But first, breakfast and good wishes sent to my parents through the universe.
The less we need, the better we'll feel.
My dad is in the hospital again, his red blood count is too low and he's getting pain meds.
Hang in there you old fart.
My morning will also be spent at the doctor's office.
Son#3 has been sick since Friday and looks knackered and awful.
But first, breakfast and good wishes sent to my parents through the universe.
The less we need, the better we'll feel.
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