Hanging in there

Went and saw Dad this morning. He's doing well. He's very weak and a bit down since he now knows he won't be coming home until next week. He was really hoping to get home tomorrow, but since the set back with the small intestine, there's just no way. The pain meds have him a bit out of it and he's getting frustrated when he can't remember things. I told him that it's because of the meds and he'll be fine when he doesn't have to take them anymore.  The therapist was in today and took him for a walk and spoke with him about getting him a walker instead of the cane.  He's still on nothing by mouth except sips of water or gingerale which isn't making him happy either. He's still on his pain meds and is still getting his antibiotics. Doc was in this  morning, but Dad doesn't remember what he said. I'm going to see if I can go early in the am tomorrow so that I can catch the doc when he makes his rounds. Of course, you never know when he will be there, so I'll have to just get there early early and hang around until he does.

I'm going to try and make it over there again later, but I first have to take Mom to the doctor since her knee is becoming infected from her fall. It's always something.