Got a call from the nursing home to the effect that Dad's blood sugar had fallen very low in the middle of the night. He was given glucose and it came back. Which is great, and a happy ending, and reflects well on the facility. But. I just don't see any way no matter how far he gets in rehab how he can come home from nursing home care. The only way would be to have 24-hour nursing attendants. Though Dad and Margaret could afford it, those would be some supremely bored nurses about 20 out of 24 hours. Having him stay at a nursing home, but with the greatest degree of independence he can attain makes the most sense. Which. sucks. ass. But it's probably the best that we can hope for.
Edit: Turns out that they only checked his blood sugar because he felt that it was low and asked them to. And he didn't much appreciate the treatment, which was basically forcing glucose down his throat. But at least it worked. And earlier in the evening, he had an in-out catheterization without having to ask first. So things are improving a little.
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