Mine was in the hospital last weekend scaring us all to death. The doctors were muttering ominous words like dengue fever, malaria and TB. Nope! Just garden variety pneumonia. Not that recovery from that will be any fun but better then what they thought at first.
Made me remember how much my sibling means to me.
We lost one brother to pancreatic cancer about 15 years ago, so it’s just the two of them left. I think they are still including him in their “fun.”
*snort*