Monday, April 27, 2009

Business to slowing down

 Well, today was one of those busy Mondays. You know the sort where you start slow and then quickly go into Indy 500 speed. After getting Haley off to school I headed straight to Brandon.  I figured better to take care of the errands first thing than to put them off to Procrastination Land. Amazingly, after a Skinny Latte at that wonderfully overpriced coffee chain we have all come to love I was able to get that extra spurt of energy this day would require.  Mercedes and I stopped by to see Kelly, Kiersten and "Da boyz" as Mercedes calls them. I think that was definitely the highlight of her day. Twin toddler boys and plenty of toys plus being outside is most assuredly three of Mercedes "favorite things". After taking care of errands and drive through lunch at Chick Fil A, we went to visit with dad.
  By now the entire 3rd floor of South Bay hospital is aware when Mercedes comes to see Popa. As a typical two year old with an extra boost of strong-willed stubborness, a couple of tantrums are sure to be a part of every visit. And today was no exception. I believe today's was about her  wanting to pull tissues out of the trash can. 
 Dad's doctor came in and basically told him that he was getting close to being able to be released but right now he would be going to a rehab type facility first instead of straight home. This is because he is not walking around on his own or getting up on his own. I spoke with the doctor and he agreed that if dad was up and walking and moving about on his own, he would be able to go straight home. Dad says he does not want to go to a rehab facility and seems to be more motivated to get stronger. We will see how he does in the next couple of days. The doctor also agreed take dad off of the liquid diet as well. Hopefully dad will begin to eat better and put back on some weight as he has lost so much in the last couple of months. 
 Off to a bike ride with the girls. Getting outside is always a life to the spirit.


 

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