After a long morning of fighting with doctors office people and running around taking care of paperwork, my father was able to take a little time and do some pool fishing. He actually had a really good day. We finally got his pain under control and with a little back rub and some good dinner fixings he had a pretty good night. Walked up the stairs last night twice. Once for a shower and once just for what he called exercises. (It was actually to check on me.) Hoping for a strong weekend so that the appointments next week are not too hard on him. I know his mind wonders a lot and sometimes it gets the best of him. But we Clarke's' are world famous for thinking too much.
I think Monday was hard on him because it was five years ago we lost mom. Always seems to hit him quietly.
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