Visited dad this morning. He had sat for a few minutes, and I think he said he stood up too. Was quite sleepy when I came round. As I left, he said 'love you'.
This evening was nice. I think he was expecting his fishing friends to come tonight and so he had himself all laid out, covered neatly with a sheet, but they never came.
Tomorrow they change the wound dressing, and of course mom has to be there. She really seems to be enjoying all the blood and guts. Strange.
Thank you for giving us strength each day. Please continue strengthening and healing my dad.