Speaking of aging parents....
Last night, my uncle called and then texted (while I was in the shower) saying that my dad was dazed and confused, and needed to go to the hospital right away. Sent the same messages to my sister. My sister called and got ahold of my wife so she could let me know (I live three blocks from him, she's a half hour away), as he wasn't answering the phone. I thought it was really odd, as my son was over at his house mowing, so I figured he would have called if anything was up.
At any rate, I grabbed everything I could think of and ran out of the house. Before I got there, my brother in law called to say it was a joke. My uncle was referring to a phone call he had with my dad where my dad (a Packer fan) said he might have to start rooting for the Bears (who my uncle likes) because they drafted Montgomery. Worst ******* joke ever. Especially by text.
So, update to the story- it turns out that my uncle was doing other things that were out of character, and missed a get together with my aunt. They went over to find him, and he was confused and couldn't remember anything about that day. They took him to the hospital, and it sounds like he may have had a mini stroke. It makes sense now, but we went from mad to sad. Glad I didn't call and chew him out.