After what he described as a “mediocre” sleep last night,

Dad looks even better today.

He’s more alert.

Smiling more.

Chit chatting with the nurses.

He’s still getting his appetite back – always eating less

than 50% of his meals – but takes in more every day.

The Physical Therapist came by this morning, and

helped him into a chair. Dad described this as,

“exhausting, … like the kind of work they do at Midas.”

I spoke with Dr. G. this morning who was once again

pleased with Dads progress. I noticed that Dads urine

bag was a “true yellow” at the time of that visit … and

this afternoon it was back to a more pinkish shade.

G. one again said Dad would likely be “discharged early

next week.”
Carola and I have been using the term “discharge” to

distinguish it from “ready to go home.”
She and I had a “board meeting” last night, and in

addition to being the acting Director of “Finance,”

she is now the Vice President of the “Patient

Recovery and Support Division.”
She has been making all the contacts to ensure

Dad has an optimal recovery profile upon “discharge.”
It now looks like Dad will spend at least 2 weeks

at an “interim step-down facility” before he comes

home from the hospital.
Even Dad is now supporting the concept saying,

“It would be foolish not to.”
Carola knows alot more about what’s going on with

all of that. Sorry, she’s not here to elaborate.
One of the places under consideration is only a mile

or so from Dads house. I took a short tour, and it

“looks OK.”