When Dad was in the hospital in Twin last week, my youngest had a 2 month well check up.
The appointment was a few floors down from where my dad was staying.
Saylor, Grady and I went and saw Dad after Grady was weighed measured and immunized.
We were happy to see Dad, but not as happy as he was to see us.
Dad was on the anti anxiety drug called Ativan...and oh-how-well it was working!
He was completely coherent, but super smiley and chipper.
He had a great time entertaining my daughter with the bed remote.
They raised and lowered that bed more times than I could count.
They then started playing with the blinds.
Finally they moved to the buttons on the side of the bed.
Thankfully, Dad schooled Saylor to NOT touch the nurse button...we didn't need to bug those hardworking nurses.
The next pictures were texted to me by Mom and were taken in Boise after dad had his external port placed.
That lovely bag isn't sporting apple juice. (family joke)
Ahh...this picture gave me peace.
Dad with his journal is a comforting site.
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