Pretty good end to the day

Dad had a good end to the day. He had a strong voice, ate dinner nearly on his own, and even used his left hand to balance the chocolate frosty as he used his right hand for the spoon. Definite progress.

Dad was pretty tired by the time we left, and his hiccups were still really causing pain in his chest. They're trying antacids, thinking that maybe the higher dose of steroids is causing the issues. He had a decent appetite.

Thanks to Bill and Shirley for stopping up tonight - it was good to see you! No call from Mayo Clinic today, but expect it really at any time.

Not much else to report other than I dragged Mom and Grandma to Barrett's Bar and Grill for a Blarneystone sandwich and a Boulevard Wheat Beer. It was just as good tonight as it was 16 years ago.

Other than having to pull over quickly on Dodge Street to get the top of the convertible up during the flash rain storm (with NO warning - there were a few drops and then downpour), today went pretty well. The house is very clean, and so happy that someone else cleaned it. Let's hope that doesn't turn into a habit.