My father’s innate will to live never ceases to amaze me. Just now, my sister wrote to say that he’s eating relatively normally — that’s relative to him since he’s not much of a big eater — and that he’s off the IV for now. Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not reading too much into this latest development. But the thought that he might look and feel better when I see him tomorrow afternoon compared to Sunday when I last saw him does lead me to dub my father Mr. Surprise Man.