Tuesday

I dropped by to see Dad at 1pm to see what was going on and if any change had occurred. Mom was there and Dad had finished lunch and was snacking on pecans. He had been to the gym following the same type exercise that he did yesterday (yea, consistency). I had asked Mom to find a doctor and have Dad weighed this morning to find out what this was all about. She had not seen a doctor and he had not been weighed, so I went out to the nurses station and greeted everyone and asked, doctor in the house. A pregnant pause occurred and then one nurse said "Oh, your are serious aren't you?" I said yes I am. I also asked if Dad could be weighed. A pulmonologist came in and a PT and PTT came in to weigh Dad. While they were getting Dad up, the doctor asked if I had had the difference of opinion for treatment for BOOP had been explained to me. I told me it had but I was not a fan of the steroid prescription because the trade offs were questionable. He told me that I was wise to question it but that it seem to be taking care of the BOOP. He has ordered another xray for tomorrow. Dad weighed 203 lbs. today. I asked the doctor if he thought the last two weigh ins were anomalous, and he said yes. I concur. 

I hope we have turned a corner on treatment. It seems that way to me. I asked Dad what meal he would like if he could have anything he wanted. He said that it all taste the same without being able to doctor it up. I told him I would bring him something tasty. Rachel has become quite the chef and makes a mean salmon dish, so I will see if we can take him a decent meal in the near future.

Rachel called me just about the time I was leaving and came to visit for a little while this afternoon.

We are supposed to have some rough weather tonight and I am worried about hanging limbs all over town but especially at Mom and Dad's. I may not make it back to see Dad tonight.

God is good!