My Parents

So I'm sitting at work, trying to get last minute chores finished up before the weekend, and then my cell phone rings ... My Dad says, "I guess you've been wondering where we're at." He continued, "We're in Myrtle Beach."

Now, you have to know a little back ground to appreciate this. Ten days ago, my Dad was in the hospital hooked up to an IV machine. He had some kind of infection and they had him on an antibiotic. When they finally released him, he still wasn't feeling so terrific. Mom said that he pretty much slept all week. We saw him Sunday after church, but he was still dragging pretty good. I had been calling the last couple days to check on him, but never got an answer. I assumed he was feeling better, but had no clue he was feeling well enough to go to Myrtle Beach.

Now I need to figure out an excuse for Cathy and I to go to Myrtle Beach ...