Can't make any promises that this will continue, of course, since this has already happened three times in a week. However, dialysis went well Friday and Dad has stopped saying that he wants to stop dialysis. All he really needed was a pillow to sit on. That wasn't so hard, was it?
Today's visit mainly saw Dad and Margaret sleep through it, but when his food arrived, Margaret was able to get him to eat all of it. This hasn't happened in a while. So megayay. Also, we got a little bit of singing, and he remembered more of the words of "Summertime" than I did. He also is slightly irascible these days, but I like that as a sign that he's still in there.
As to yesterday's post about hospices, probably everybody but me knew that hospice care means the patient has a life expectancy of less than 6 months. This is a little alarming, but then he's almost 94; leaving aside his poor health, actuarial science pretty much says his life expectancy is less than 6 months. I will definitely sign him up.
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