Did the big trek again on Wednesday to see Dad at Katoomba Hospital. He is getting so much better, something they were saying we might not see. He was in physiotherapy when I got there and he was doing really well. He’s still quite weak, and you can see he has a bit of a struggle when it comes to steps, but he’s actually walking now instead of shuffling, albeit slow. He also appears to be losing weight still, which is a good thing. He doesn’t have the huge appetite he used to have, so that is really good. It’s still hard to get him away from sugar, especially soft drinks, as he hates those “diet” soft drinks. He doesn’t drink enough water though, so they are giving him small bottles of diet lemonade with each meal to try to encourage him to drink a bit more.
The food in rehab looks and smells lovely, and he has been enjoying it. I think he also likes going to the dining room to eat, it’s a bit social even if it’s a bit degrading putting a huge bib on to eat. I suppose that’s better than being grubby, or having to change after each meal. The portions are quite generous, and everything is balanced to keep his sugar levels under control, which they seem to have done.
The wound on his neck is much better, finally healing. It looks a bit rough, but that’s not surprising given how much he picked at it from the start. They couldn’t tie his hands down forever, but now that he has more of his faculties, he seems to be leaving it alone. He’s been enjoying watching the Commonwealth Games over the past week, so that has been keeping him occupied, along with the books I have taken to him. I don’t know how much he’s reading, but talking to him about the story line he knows what is going on in what he has read, which is awesome.
My dear friend Lisa came and visited while I was there, and Dad got a little teary on seeing her. I think he was just feeling a little overwhelmed, but that soon passed. They had a good catch-up, and she will be popping into the hospital when she can to keep him company. I am so blessed to have a friend like her (as I am with my other friends), she has been awesome. I will be staying at her place in Katoomba next Wednesday, so I’ll get to see Dad twice. She has her own surgery to deal with next Thursday, but at the same hospital that Dad is in. I can’t thank her enough for all she is doing for us.
It’s a long trip to do in one day, so I will be grateful for the stop over next week. I can’t believe how exhausting 3 hours travel each way is. It totally wiped me out. I spent yesterday doing almost nothing, just had no energy or motivation to do anything, but did manage to cook a nice dinner for us so the day wasn’t completely wasted. I’m not happy about only going once a week, but I really can’t manage more than that. Dad is happy that I come each week, I just wish I could do more. Next week will be 2 visits, so that’ll be good. I’m also going to cut his hair for him next week, so I must remember to take the clippers with me.