When Good Days Take Unexpected Turns
Tuesday was spent at the doctorās office with my dad, following up on his broken nose. After examining him, the doctor decided not to do anything since he could still breathe through it without any difficulty. Dad actually broke his nose when he was a kid, so it was already a little crooked. I guess heās had decades to get used to a nose that doesnāt point due north. My plans to go fishing onā¦
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