Jenny had asked dad a while ago what his favorite flowers were, fishing for ideas of what to send to him at the hospital. I think any one of us would have bet the farm that he would say roses. But instead, he said orchids. And my goodness - look at these! Beautiful orchids from his first-born. He was pleased as puddin'.We talked again tonight. Apparently he was trying to tell me what he had for his meals today, but he talks so quietly I couldn't understand him one bit. Mom translated for me.... I guess he's been eating pretty much everything they've offered him, which is fantastic. And he's doing a better job of getting himself between his bed and wheelchair, and wheelin' himself around. I asked him if they're making him walk more and he said yes. Tomorrow we should have the oh-so-elusive target date for discharge from the rehab hospital, and hopefully an idea/plan of what his care/continued therapy will be once he gets home.
Yesterday he had a good conversation with Aunt Mary. Looks like they'll be bonding on a higher level now. The Cancer Club is not something you exactly want membership in. Unfortunately, she'll be joining mom and dad in that group, but, more importantly, we expect her to join the BEAT CANCER club very quickly. Tonight I'll say my Hail Marys for my beloved Aunt Mary.
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