Just got home from visiting dad with the brother.
We just sat around and watched him fall in and out of sleep and lie there.
His eyes don't look as puffy and one of the nurses said he looked better than yesterday, so that's good. He still had to get more blood today and his platelets aren't climbing yet. But it's only been a week.
I told dad the blog was getting boring and he needed to be more exciting by walking more or something. I think he laughed, it was hard to tell. He's very quite.
It still weirds me out being the visitor and not the patient.
All for now~