In the process of recovery, they're are good days, okay days, and bad days. Today is an okay day. A couple nights ago they gave Dad some Adovan. In good health that stuff will send him into a loop for two full days. Apparently in recovery mode, it just puts him down for the count. We're hoping he'll snap out of it this afternoon, but like everything else, it's a game of wait and see. It's been 48 hours since he's eaten well, which just adds to the mess.
All of this has reminded us that the fight is not over, far from it in fact. It's going to be a long, windy road to strength and health. Dr. Schlaer is out of town, so until he returns on Sunday, we'll just keep doing what we're doing and see what happens next.
I'm sure most of you saw the Warden's comment the other day. I just have to say that though she has been an excellent Warden for Dad in this battle, she's been more like a Rock over the past few weeks. She's strong, supportive and loving, and I appreciate her so much. I believe that her presence and Dad's stubbornness have gotten him this far, and will carry him on. Thank you Sherry!
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