For those who don't already know, my dad is back home in Wixom. We have a hospital bed set up in the master bedroom overlooking the lake. There is a few chairs in there as well as a twin bed for someone to sleep in the same room with him. Many people have been coming to see him and they have made him so happy... all of us happy.
We know things aren't great. His condition isn't going to get better. But he's home with loved ones, and that's what's important. We have people to be with him, as well as us. The support network we have is amazing.
He is sleeping quite a bit, but when he's awake, he's completely lucid. He holds conversations, laughs, watches TV, and is eating just fine too (in small quantities). He even managed to take an actual shower for the first time in a month, which was very tiring for him, but very pleasing at the same time. He's on a different set of meds here in the states, and I think they're actually working better for him. He's much more alert here than he was there. Of course, I think that just being home and with loved ones has lifted his spirits, which is always helpful. I have to say though, the bedside manner of the hospital workers is so much better in Engand. But he's actually at home now, so that doesn't matter much anymore.
To all those who have been writing and calling, thank you. It's obviously silly to ask, "how are you doing?," but I do appreciate knowing you care. At this point, needing to talk isn't really something that someone in my position wants to do. After a while, the conversations get overly repetitive with every person I talk to. However, distractions and normal social company sounds great. So if anyone has anything they want to do/organize, drop me a line.
Thanks,
~ Robin