Yep...You guessed it...The machine that they need to line my Dad up for radiation is still broken. Sheesh, any day now folks...My poor Dad is so ready to start chemo and radiation, and he just keeps having to wait. It seems that wait is all he gets to do...:)
Sorry I took a few days off from the blog. Everything has been just so overwhelming, that I just didn't really even turn on the computer for a couple days.
I spent a lot of time with Dad over the weekend and today. He is in pretty good spirits...Especially considering that the nursing home has been having plumbing problems for the past few weeks and the last 3 or 4 days they have been jackhammering within 20 feet of my Dad's bed...Just on the other side of the wall of his room. Today, when I got there, he had earplugs in. I sure hope they get it repaired quickly...All that noise is bound to get on one's nerves.
And speaking of noise...My Dad's new roommate is something else. The poor man had a hematoma in his head, and they operated and removed it. He was doing ok, and then he came down with pneumonia. Well, he is really declining and having a hard time. He tends to yell a lot and when the nurses and CNA's try and help him, he gets pretty violent. And the poor man has a hard time breathing. And he is quite loud...And snores...So, you can see that is it pretty remarkable that my Dad can maintain his good spirits.
So, my parents used to go to Marieta's restaurant in Santee once or twice a week for dinner. The staff got to know them so that when my parents would drive up, they would come out and hold the doors for them to come in, and by the time they got to "their" table, my Dad's margarita and my Mom's glass of wine would already be on the table waiting for them. The last time they were there was May 31. My Mom and I decided to go there for an early dinner tonight.
We had a nice dinner, and then on our way out, we took my Dad's favorite dinner to go, just the way he likes it. We took it up to Dad so he could enjoy Marieta's again. It was like he was in ecstasy...With each bite, he would close his eyes and chew slowly, relishing every taste. And to top it off, I brought a margarita flavored wine cooler thing and my Magic Bullet blender that my Dad got me a few years ago for Christmas, threw in some ice, and voila! A pseudo margarita! He just loved it!
He has been very witty lately. Cracking jokes and smart comments...It is amazing he still has his sense of humor. He just makes me laugh!
Well, here's to hoping again that they will fix this blasted machine so Dad can get started on radiation.
Much love.
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