Finally, a calm weekend
Dad is stable, finally. He had to go back to the main hospital and after a lot of hassle, stress and anxiety, he's there. My Mom has gotten a new/much better doctor. Her first attitude is one of Hope and that is the best. What a difference! Should I ever be in a bad condition, I want Hope. I don't want someone looking at me or some charts and saying, nope, there isn't anything we can do. There is always something to be done...whether it's basic comfort, basic pain relief, physical therapy and so much more. It's a million times better to have a person start from the premise that there is always Hope.