His heart readjusted on its own, and a normal sinus rhythm returned without intervention. (I'm learning nurse talk.)
Yesterday, while Dad and I waited on his cardiologist, we got an unusual, 130 pound visitor named Carson...
Dad actually looks small compared to this Great Dane.
Carson is part of the animal visitation program at the hospital.
His ears are higher than his handler's waist. Massive, but gentle, beast.
Dad is also fighting some bladder issues and has been training himself to eat yogurt for the healthy bacteria.
He's never cared for yogurt, but he's a trooper, determined to eat a serving a day.
He's thrilled about it, as you can see here...
Not exactly his "I'm eating a brownie" face.
Back at the
The folks miss each other.
I'm going to see if I can get permission to take Mom over for a visit with Dad.
This is how close they are....
Mom is in the closest building (with the flag), Dad is at the hospital in the background. I've been parking at rehab to visit Mom and then walking over to see Dad.
The weather has been beautiful this week, and I pray as I walk, for peace for the folks, and for all their nurses and doctors. In these two buildings alone, there are thousands of health care workers.
I'm getting ready to head over to see the folks now, taking Mom new PJs and some Butt Paste; Dad appreciates printed, new emails and anything chocolate.
I wonder what the surprises of today will be.
love to all,