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Last year, at your request, we made you barbecued leg of lamb and pineapple upside down cake for your birthday celebration; and we laughed all night long, stuffed and happy. This year I brought you coffee-from-the-outside to have with your afternoon snack of Digestive cookies in the hospital, your proper celebration - and release - delayed by frustratingly poor internal communication.

But you're still here. You're still here.

And maybe, just maybe, tomorrow you'll be home.

I love you. Happy birthday, dad.

oxox