Saturday morning was another great morning. Dad was awake when I got to the room at 6am. We hung out, and he nodded in and out while we watched ESPN (I watched while he did most of the nodding in and out).When Trish arrived during shift change (as you can tell that tends to be our "shift change" frequently as well), we went downstairs for some nourishment with Elijah and to recap the stories of the evening and night. By the time we got back to Dad's room, he was in his chair again... sound asleep! He did (finally) wake up around 9:45 or 10, and eat a bit of his scambled eggs & sausage.
As we (Eli & I) prepared to leave for home, Dad decided to wake up in full force. Posing, as you can see, for the camera and everything. Isn't he handsome? He chatted with the nurse about "learning new things" and getting "high fives for learning". He said Elijah taught him to high five; asked him to tell his Grandpa "about his grandaughters" and filled the room with energy, as he so often does.
Filling us with energy apparently zapped his, because back to sleep he went!
Rest well, Dad...
Pedro:)