I forgot my cell phone again when I went to work today, but today it mattered because my dad had to go to the hospital. I was at school till 5:30, so I could not give permission to send him there. Luckily, R was at his office, and he gave permission.
It seems that dad had a very small heart attack--again. He is at the hospital closest to him, which is good because it makes him easy to visit and to get home. The doctor thinks he will be able to go home in a couple of days. I saw him, and he is in good spirits and not in pain.
My mother is better, after taking the antibiotics, but now that she is more active, she is getting into trouble. Today she walked into a wall because she walks around with her eyes closed.