Dominos and Pinot Noir

Today was a much better day for both Dad and Mom. Due to the complications yesterday, the doc put Dad back on the vent and is taking a few steps back in the weaning off process. His chest x-ray did look better this morning so the steps will be smaller these next few days.

This afternoon Dad got the "privilege" of wearing a vibrating vest designed to loosen the gunk up in the lungs. Well, I guess it was not the most comfortable device in the world. Elisa called me laughing, telling me that Dad was saying he was going to kill me (I had asked the doc about it this morning.) She put Mark (the nurse) on the phone and I asked him if the vest was really as uncomfortable he was making it out to be. Mark's response..."I am not uncomfortable at all!" Smart ass....but, Dad only had to wear it for 10 minutes...we'll have to wait and see if it is tolerable. Sorry, Dad!

But, the good news...the club guys came over for dominoes, pinot, and cussing. Rob was Dad's official domino mover which, in hindsight, was perhaps not the best idea. Now he has a better sense of Dad's strategies and game plans. I told Mom that she should have been the domino mover, but I guess the cussing part kept her out of the room!

After the boys left, Dad ate some hamburger and green jell-o for dinner and an early night of FOX news. Sleep tight....

A better day...that's great to say!

Blessings,

Suz