Dad has a good day

I spent a good part of the day in my father's hospital room. I was surprised to see him doing very well. He had read the newspaper and was sitting up watching television. Prior to today his TV set had been off and he had been prone on his bed. He seemed to be in good spirits. We were pleasantly surprised at his "recovery." Of course, this does not mean he is well. Maybe there is more hope for him than we thought.

He is due to come home on Monday. We had been thinking he would need an ambulance to get him home, but after seeing him today we are starting to think he may be able to ride in a car.

I just hope that tomorrow brings another good day.