A better day

Yesterday all of us kids were at the hospital together and it was a nice family time. I know it lifted Mom's spirits to have all her kids together with her. Dad did not look so good and it was hard to see him in pain. He was quite bloated and you could see his breathing was labored. The doctors told us even though his counts were coming up his organs (specifically his liver) are not functioning properly and that was quite critical. We will need to take it one day at a time to see if his liver will start doing what it is supposed to.

Today I am writing from beside Dad's bed. It is nice to be here with him as he knows I am here and once in a while asks me a question. He is doing better than yesterday for which we are all very thankful. He is more talkative and even asked for something to drink which he hasn't done for a while...he wants coke.

Mom got mail today at the hospital and is reading Dad the cards they got. There is one cute one in particular that is from one of the classes at John Calvin School. How they appreciate the cards and kind words!

I am so happy to see that he is still the same old Dad with his smirks and jokes and it is so wonderful to hear his sense of humor is still very much active. He is in less pain than he has been mostly due to the 2 gallons of fluid they drained from his stomach. This has also allowed him to breath more easily. He is still very tired but can hear when we talk and chimes in once in a while.

Mom and I talk about the baby for a minute (I'm 6 months pregnant) and Dad tells me that it doesn't matter what gender the baby is as long as it is healthy. He says my health is not to be taken for granted. Such true words, how we do take our health for granted!

Anyway, there is not much more to say. We'll pray that tomorrow will be a good day!