I like to blog every day. It’s like a diary or journal. I do look back from time-to-time to see what I did. I didn’t do much today, but I do want to remember the day.
Once again my dad was improved yesterday. He was mentally sharp and spent a significant portion of the afternoon holding court with his family, sometimes telling stories, sometimes telling jokes.
He also let out shrieks every once in a while as his sciatica would make it’s presence known. I can relate. Sciatica caused the most intense pain I’ve ever experienced. Nothing’s even close! We have to find a way to lessen his pain without resorting to drugs which will dull him.
We’re trying to make arrangements for my mom when my dad goes to rehab. She can’t be left alone. We think this problem is solved. We’ll know better tomorrow.
My sister, brother-in-law and I are scheduled to return to our respective homes Sunday. Obviously everything’s fluid and we’re flexible, but that’s the plan.
This trip down didn’t solve problems as much as it’s beginning a process. The coming weeks and months will be busy and trying for all of us, especially my folks.