Thursday

Nancy and Madeline were visiting Dad when Charlotte and I got there around 5:45 this evening. They had eaten supper with him and his table mates. Dad said that his Eighty+ buddies were acting there age until Nancy and Madeline arrived. All of a sudden their posture improved and they acted like they knew what a napkin was for. Dad got a kick out of it. Madeline had a school project to get to so they left a little after 6. 

Dad was feeling energetic so we wheeled down to the reception area and chatted while we watched a magnificent lightning show. Dad said that he had a busy day and that the OT had run him through the paces he didn't get to the day before. He also revealed that when he woke up this morning, someone had put his urinal no the window ledge, so he got himself out of bed into the wheelchair and fetched it. I told him he broke the rules of getting up without assistance and he hung his head with pride. He promised not to do it again.

Uncle Burt(the youngest Jones boy) called tonight and they had a good visit. He had called last night but called the wrong bed so he got to talk to Bob. Bob couldn't take the heat anymore today so they moved him into another room. My guess is that the nurses got the message.

The charge nurse came in and told us that she had a doctor prescribe an antibiotic for Dad today, even though the cardiac surgeon left orders not to do so until the culture came back. Who's on first? 

I had a deacon confab at 7 so we bid adieu for the evening. (Ironically, I head the Hospital Team Ministry)

God is good!