Dad has been moved out of Intermediate ICU again, this time we hope for good. It means a longer trip to dialysis, but hey, they have elevators. We still haven't heard further from the social worker about how long he's staying in the hospital nor where he's going next, but neither are we in any hurry.
Yesterday was another good day. He was singing to Margaret a lot. I got to talk to the speech pathologists, who seem to have figured out finally that it isn't a good idea to feed Dad when he's trying to sleep. And we talked to the dietitian. She said that Dad's albumin levels are low, and asked if he wanted to go on a supplement or get more food. He said, "More food!"
We also asked if there was any way his diet could be more varied, as he had gotten literally the same meal for lunch and dinner the previous day. She suggested that since he's on dialysis anyway, he probably didn't need to be on the renal diet anyway and went and checked with the nephrologist. She agreed, so his diet is a lot less restricted. We also asked if they could send the food closer to mealtimes instead of two hours before and she agreed. When supper arrived later his portions were doubled, and he pretty near demolished the whole thing. Huzzah!
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