Sunday

I got in early this morning to see Dad briefly before church.
He looked good and seemed to have a lot of energy.
I helped him eat breakfast. He did much better this morning.
Ate almost all his eggs, some sausage and a bite or two of biscuit and gravy.
Couldn't hack the cream of wheat.

He made progress during the overnight. The Christmas tree of IVs is slowly losing it's ornaments. He still has a chest tube, catheter and one IV.

They are managing his pain orally for the most part and Nancy thinks that this cold turkey drop in medication is causing him to have weird dreams. She said that he told her that he was in Bethlehem this morning. Nancy said that he was napping more today than he has...this is good.

Since my sweet Adalynn (granddaughter) is in town this weekend I have not been back to the hospital today, but will be going this afternoon.

We had a wonderful service this morning and it was great to fellowship with the entire Smith clan. Of course Darcie married a Jones so we gained a little bit a ground on the Jones side.

God is good!