Just when you think things couldn't get worse . . . .
My brother Chris was admitted to the hospital in Nashville today for a foot infection. He doesn't live in Nashville; he lived with my mother in Arkansas. You know, the house that caught fire? That one. He stopped at my sister's house last night on the way back from my mother's funeral services this week in east Tennessee. The wound on his foot declined rapidly, and he landed in the ER today.
My sister is with him and will alert the family when the doctor has visited with Chris.
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