Friday, December 03, 2004

Chasing Dad

Well, after calling around to a bunch of New York-area hospitals, each one of which had just transferred my father to a different location, I finally found him. It sounds like he went from a hospital to a hospice, and finally to a nursing home of some kind. I spoke to a social worker there, who told me she wasn't supposed to give out any information over the phone, and that what's more, there are no phones on the floor where my father is. I guess I'm not going to be singing for him after all. I left word and my phone numbers, but she said that when she last saw him, "he was pretty out of it."