Jim, my illustrious father-in-law, is now recovering from surgery himself. You see, he couldn't handle all the attention that I am getting, so on Christmas Eve, he threw himself down onto their ice-covered driveway and ruptured some ligaments and generally messed himself up. He was repaired today, and is home resting comfortably. (And awaiting all that attention)
Please call him. The poor man is desperate.