Dear Bob,
Listen, friend: We need to have a talk.
You were one of my favorite teachers in high school, and I’m thrilled we reconnected when I lived in Atlanta.
But you have scared the bejesus out of everyone with your recent emergency.
I realize that taking a group of students to the Galápagos Islands — a trip that included snorkeling — was too appealing to be denied.
However, when loads of people in the group got a stomach virus, did you HAVE to be an overachiever and get an extreme case? Of course you did.
This was your lovely wife Susan’s status update over the weekend.
Emergency surgery, scary-low oxygen levels, infection attack on numerous organs — that’s just a fraction of the issues you faced.
The good news is that you are awake and asking for sweet tea from Chick-fil-A.
So that means you are on the mend.
It’s about time.
Keep up the great work!
Love,
Beth
* Thanks, Toy Story.
Observe and report 
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