A Blessing a Minute

Dad continues to improve. Today he had the nose tube removed. I am guessing the doctors have a more sophisticated name for the nose tube. I think it would save the doctors a lot of time if they just called everything simple names to begin with but I think that about fancy restaurants too. Maybe it is all about pricing. If you are going to charge 500 dollars for something you should call it something other than a nose tube. It is interesting to me how much more my mind moves to humor since my dad has been given back to me. I realize I could get a call tonight to tell me that another stroke has taken him. I would still feel these last 2 days were a great gift. So, today when we went in he was sitting in a chair. The therapist had him up walking earlier. He is able to eat now instead of the tube. He still has his sense of humor and it comes through very much at the beginning of each visit. He gets tired very quickly and has learned to kick us out when he needs to sleep which is about 20 minutes after we arrive. His short term memory is an understatement. It is really short. Each visit right now is like our first. He is surprised, needs to hear what happened that put him in the hospital. I tell him how close he came to going to heaven. He laughs and says that wouldn't be so bad and alas it wouldn't have been bad for him...only for us. And that is the most wonderful thought of today.