Birthday Party

My Dad's 78 today.

We had a "party". My step-mum, (left), my brother, (right) and me, (behind the camera).

He's in Norfolk and Norwich University Hospital.

He made it to 78 but the bottom two thirds of his legs didn't. Continual infections in them for the last few years culminated in him nearly dying late last year, so when it looked like another bad one was on the way he decided it was time to lose them. As I told him at the time, lots of poeple say that their legs are killing them, in your case it is true!

However old and however ill he looks to you, he's looking a lot better then he did. And so is the outlook for him seeing his next birthday.