Afternoon all. This has been a day. My dad isn’t making any progress in rehab, he has been in there for three weeks and my mom doesn’t think they’ve done a darn thing but make sure his feeding tube is full.

Today was the first time he has smiled in a while and it was when Mom told him he’s going home. I had to work on her to convince her to call a particular hospice care place and get the ball rolling so we can be prepared to get him home, but she finally did. She didn’t want to get trigger happy? Um, things take time to arrange and unless you take control these people will brush you aside and don’t give a damn. I insisted that she call and at least talk to them. That’s my win for today. Second win, I called my son and told him we might need to have his help with furniture moving and he has a truck again so we’re good. My folks live in a single wide mobile and any bed they bring in will have to go in the living room. The furnishings are too big to go down the hall to be stored in the spare bedroom so we’re going to have to rent a storage unit for a bit too. There are so many things to figure out. I’m going outside to shred branches and let my mind go blank for a while. Take care all.