And now, in the continuing saga of the Fratkins...

What a bit of news to wake up to -- it seems on their FIRST day in London (of a 3 week trip), my father fell in the shower and cracked two ribs and punctured a lung (It's called a pneumo-thorax). He's in the hospital, on plenty of pain medication. He can't *fly* home, so they are looking into ways to come home by ship... but all of the nicer crossing ships like the QE2 are in the Mediterranean for the season already, and a neighbor told them that the crossing would be really rough this time of year. My mom had better pack a lot of dramamine! It's a 6-8 day trip!

More news when I know more.

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