As the roller coaster rolls on, we like the up parts a lot more than the down parts. Dad is indeed back in Intermediate ICU. He's feeling better, eating better and enjoying many more visitors. He even got a bit of physical therapy yesterday. This mainly consisted of standing up, but it was a big improvement over the last three days. After all this, there's only so optimistic that you can be, but we're going to go ahead and be it, however guardedly.
This would have been my mother's 88th birthday. It's been almost 8 years since she died, but because of the senile dementia she had been gone long before that. A great one, and much missed always.
Palmetto Baptist sent a statement. It was clearly marked "Not a bill" in several places, thank goodness, so I didn't actually poop a chimney. It simply stated what Dad would owe if Medicare and his other providers decline to pay his charges. Let's just say that growing up is overrated; I can't recommend it.
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