My father had to go in for an ultrasound on his liver this week. We are waiting for the results. Long story short, he is an alcoholic and the doctor thinks it is cirrohsis. I have always known that he was not going to live to be 90 years old. And the results may come back fine. It just brings to the forefront the reality that he is not going to be around much longer. My brother, who is a doctor, actually thinks he has already had a few mini-strokes and thinks that a bigger stroke is probably in his near future. He hardly eats, is really overweight and has really high blood pressure. The funny thing to me is how much things change in your perspective once you have kids. My son is 2 years old and the saddest thing to me is that if my dad does die in the next year or so, my son will probably not have any memories of him when he grows up. So my prayer now is for my dad to make it a few more years, so my son can remember his grandpa!