So, I'm still in Portland. Poor Dad has had one complication after another. And the beauty of living six hours (or so) North from here is that if something should, yoiks, happen it would be disastrous for us to be on the road.
During Dad's ultrasound this morning, they discovered a pseudo-aneurysm and need to keep watching it. If it isn't all better tomorrow, he'll have to have surgery to repair the artery. They indicate it's not too complicated. He's on complete bed rest. Poor thing is practically climbing the walls.
Today was a rather lovely day so Barb & I went to Sebago Lake for a nice lunch. It was nice to just drive. The hospital staff in the cafeteria and some of the housekeeping people are starting to recognize me. That's kind of nice but, holy moly, I just can't wait to be home.
Oh, we did change hotels and are in a much MUCH nicer place. :-)
1 comment:
I'll keep praying. ;-) I am sorry you are having to stay, but glad that you are in a better hotel. :-)
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