My dad is doing much better. He had a growing clot drained from his skull cavity, which involved the drilling of two holes, then placing syringes in there for a day. A couple days in intensive care followed... I had not realized this procedure is as complicated as it turned out to be. He came home from the hospital yesterday, and everything seems to have gone smoothly. Now it's just a question of healing - hopefully that will progress at a good pace. I am therefore feeling much better also, although there are still a million other things to stress about of course.
My nephew and niece visited him in the hospital, and Will produced the following creepy yet charming letter:
The text (for those who can't read kid-spelling) is as follows:
I am sorry that you have to have your brain juices sucked out of your brain. I hope you feel better.