This is the first post for this blog, which will concern the family-type issues that happen which are also public enough that I want friends and family to be able to see them here.

Today is the 21st of April, and the family is having a rough month.

First, my father is recovering from hip replacement replacement surgery. And yes, I know I said replacement twice there. Not a typo.

My mother is just getting back home from a stint in the hospital for dehydration. Some kind of stomach bug that kept her from eating and drinking for a bit too long.

My daughter Kirstie just managed to imitate her father a bit too well, resulting in a "terrible three" knee injury while playing volleyball. I always knew that kid had too much in common with Rock Lee of the Naruto manga series. That type of speed only comes at a price, and this time she paid it.

And Erika is halfway around the world.

Now the good news.

We actually managed to speak with Erika for 20 minutes or so last night, so I know I got the phone number right. Hearing her voice helped me feel better about how far away from home she is. She is doing well, adapting to the new environment and having a real adventure. I know that in the long run this Peace Corps assignment will be a big positive in her life, so I'll put up with having her that far away.

Kirstie is receiving good treatment, and she is - her act notwithstanding - quite capable of taking care of herself. She seems to have good friends there in Chicago and we also have a cousin nearby who is a bit of a kindred soul with her, and who can provide a physical presence if one becomes suddenly necessary. Also, since I managed to do even more damage to my knee in college than she did, I know from personal experience that such injuries can be fully recovered from.

My mother is well, if just getting over being sick. Also, this isn't the first time something like this has happened and she deals quite well. She also has a good support system in place, with her sister and my brother nearby if she needs them.

And my father. He is back home after the surgery and 10 days of rehab, and he is recovering nicely with no complications so far. Given the pain and discomfort he was in before he had the surgery, the outlook is quite good.

I'm going to count my blessings - at least until I run out of time. I'm pretty sure that's what I'll run out of first.