As Luck Would Have It

So you all know Dad has to go to his PCP for protime tests since he's on blood thinners. Other than a back spasm (the kind those from Millington can remember, i.e. ambulance at the house spending 40 minutes persuading Dad to roll over onto the stretcher) he's been in great health. He lost his 'winter weight', he's feeling pretty good. All things are good. Since his doctor is doing Saturday clinics, he felt safe letting Dad go a month in between protime testing. It's been wonderful. With Mom doing better and now Dad and I having a month off, it's been a luxury I haven't known the last couple of year. Well, we went this past Saturday, one month in. Sure as the sky is blue on a sunny day, Dad's number was high, like 3.4 high (it should be between 2 and 3). Adjustments in coumadin levels to be adhered to this week followed by an appointment next Saturday morning and then back to every two weeks after that.
We had a month off. I will joke about it one day and say, "Remember that time we had that month off? It was so very nice."