I headed down to Winston about 8:30. Bob was not as responsive this morning as he was yesterday afternoon with Frances and Al. The nurse said he had been up all night so I guess he was just sleepy. He sort of woke up a couple of times but I am not sure he knows I was there.
I left the hospital around 12:15 to go to Frances and Al’s for lunch then headed back up the mountain. Tomorrow’s another day.
Yup, good days and not so good days. The healing will take time. My dad took about a year to recover from his open heart surgery. The first time I saw him in ICU, they had to restrain him because he was so angry. And then he got compliant (somewhat).
Sounds like a nice little 200+ mile round trip just about every day. Hopefully there is not much traffic.