A little better every day, it seems

I think I can officially go home without too much stress that there is a lot to do back in Omaha while I'm out in Portland.  Dad continues to get a little better every day.  He has more energy, is gaining back some weight, and is able to stay up the majority of the day (although there is still time set aside for a nap each day).

We saw the Oncologist today, and he was very happy to see the progress in just over four weeks.  He ended the appointment with a "good job, girls" - speaking to Mom and me about the persistence in finding out what was wrong and causing Dad to sleep all the time.  He started Dad on round two of the maintenance phase of chemo tonight, which will run for five days in a row.  He's tolerated it very well in the past, and don't think that this time will be any different.

We spent the evening with the Huff's - enjoying a bite to eat out, and then back to the house for all of us on the big couch to watch "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas" with the kids.  Of course I got the kids all wound up when I was leaving, just in time for them to fight bed time.  I'm sure Tracy loves it when I do that. . .but Auntie can't be good ALL the time.  :)

The clarity increases and the confusion lessens, it seems, each day a little bit more.  Who knows?  Maybe by the time I'm home for Christmas Dad will get his driving privileges back?   I think we'll let him drive the vacuum and the treadmill first to see how he handles that.

Amazing how much of a difference there is from the day I landed (Nov 8th) to today.  Night and day, to say the least!