I took dad to his cardiologist appointment this morning. He has been short of breath, no energy, and the swelling in his legs has been getting worse over the last few weeks. His doctor took one look at him and sent us straight to admitting at Baptist Hospital. Had the doctor not suggested it I would have asked him. Dad had a sonogram of his heart last Friday. The doctor said his heart is about the same or a little better. I feel certain dad was not far from another bought of congestive heart failure had he not gone in the hospital.
Once I got him in the hospital and settled I went over to the house to check on mom. She is doing better but still pretty weak. I ate some lunch with her and took some stuff back over to the hospital to dad. I ended up sitting with him the rest of the afternoon instead of going to work. I finally left there about 4:30 and headed over to the Y for a quick workout.
So, it’s another week of back and forth between work and hospitals for Frances and I. She is taking night duty with mom. Dad will be in there at least until the end of the week.