How Daddy is Doing

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 A few people have asked about an update on our daddy...

Friday's revolve around sitting with dad and family and coffee. Today Darla brought him his favorite donut. Last May things got really scary and really miserable for a lot of reasons. There was a hospital stay and a rehab and he hated every minute and just wanted to be home. At home things leveled into a holding pattern.
About three weeks ago he went through a pretty rapid and steady decline. It was a very real and raw week for all of us.
Since then we've been able to find some extra help and a way to relieve some of the stress for him and mom of getting out for so many specialist appointments and feeling alone in a scary situation. Since then there's been another sort of leveling in this current new normal state.
Daddy sleeps way more than he's awake. He wakes up to eat but just a little. He is happiest when he's in his favorite chair with his favorite soft blanket. He might ask for his favorite music or a baseball game but usually he is just content with the quiet.
He is still the same kind, calm, big hearted man he's always been and for that we are each so very grateful.
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Sharon Rowley Plamann, Brenda Harter Caudle and 110 others
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