Dad is still in the hospital. Hoping they discharge him soon (today?). Seems like they ought to, but who knows.
We were down with Liz on Saturday to visit, bring Mom for a visit, and try to make some progress with the apartment. (We did get Dad's dresser and recliner moved down to his room, which I think he'll appreciate.) The visits were kind of funny. MB was there first and had a nice time with him watching a movie. When Liz, Mom, and I showed up he was much crabbier. Seemed like it had to do with the lunch, which he found unappetizing and which Liz was pushing him to eat; maybe also be because he needed to go to the bathroom. Anyway, MB & I came back in the evening and he was in fine spirits. We watched part of a movie with him and he talked nostalgically about the old days.
He seemed to us pretty much ready to be discharged (though he still had the catheter), but then Liz told us yesterday that he had started with a cough. Guess we'll see today. MB is headed down to visit and to work with Mom on sorting things out in the apartment some more. It's a process.
The bad news of the day is that Dorrie got a call from Merit that Uncle Tom is in very bad shape. He had a TIA a week ago and though some associated paralysis resolved quickly, he then had some pneumonia (also resolved?) and rapidly advancing dementia. Things got worse as he started with non-stop coughing and became barely communicative. Can't eat at all and will be moving to hospice. Please pray for him, Lynn and Merit.
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