The phone rang about 4:00pm today and it was Dad. He said "guess where I am"? I said I'm not sure but you sound happy. He had been discharged (finally) and was sitting
on his front porch. He says to me that the seabreeze in Maine feels great while I'm standing in 90 degree weather with tropical dewpoints in the 70s. You know, the days that even the friendliest dogs will chomp you if you look at them wrong.
So, it's still going to take some time to get used to the stoma and lifestyle change, but we're all hoping that his stomache pains are gone for good now. We know about the kidneys and heart and diabetes and stuff, but hopefully this will be one less health issue for him and who knows...maybe in a year or so, it could be in good enough shape to be reversed and somewhat normal again (whatever that is these days!)
It's been a roller-coaster ride for the past 2 weeks, but maybe the ride is slowing down and coming to a halt...at least for a little bit?
Also...I changed the design scheme of this blog...do you like it? I'm afraid that I wouldn't know how to change it back even if I wanted to.
Until next time...Happy Trails to you...
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