Good Health News

Finally some good news on the father-in-law-health front.

We’ve  spoken with the surgeon who is now ready to release the old boy to a rehab center.  While Frank continues quite weak, and will need significant exercise and the rebuilding of muscle tissue that hast atrophied — yet it’s good to have a step forward, and a step closer to a return to his home.

Frank’s always been a wonderful, proud, active guy — it will be good if we can see him return to his life, and to his girlfriend (yup — at 85 he’s still a vibrant, active male <snicker>).  We wish him only the   best.

And it looks as if his need for additional  rehab needs will mean that one of us remains in Frank’s hometown, minding the house and nagging the old boy to do his exercises…. better to be temporarily disliked as the whip-cracker than to see him decline into senility and incapacity.

Back with the program… I hope.

Days 17 & 18 post-op have been good days for dad.

I’m an eternal optimist but I must admit that he was having so many little setbacks that it was iffy how or whether he would have enough sheer will to live to get over what would have been a difficult surgery for someone 30 years younger than his 85.

He is now finally off oxygen — including the moisturized air he was getting to soothe his parched mouth — I have decided that being a mouth-breather is definately a bad thing.

Speaking and being heard is a bit of a problem for him. So little air volume means just a little air through his voicebox and ears pressed close to his head to hear. But he’s got a good attitude and he’s a fighter.

In the meantime I hope do the 50/50 commute. A week at his place and a week back home shooting. Not the most efficient use of time, gas, or resources — but one has to do what they have to do.

Thanks to all my clients and models who are being understanding during this blip in human history.

With luck I’ll get this blog back on track and do a better job posting.