I think that it is about time that I posted some pictures of his stay.
This first picture is taken in the ER, where Betty and I had brought him Monday morning.
After finding out that he had not had a heart attack, he wanted to sit and have a cup of tea.
"Terry, have you got your camera?"
"Ha!! Dad you know that I NEVER leave home without it!"
"Well, take a picture of your dear old dad in the hospital."
It was lunch time and Betty had gone to the cafeteria to get Dad a bowl of soup.
Might of had something to do with the news that he was going to be admitted!
All 26 grandchildren are his favorite.
Day three...Sandra and I keeping guard on dear old Dad, who was wanting to escape in the worst way!
Day four.. When Sandra and I arrived to see my dad, he was up and dressed and ready to go!
The nurse told us, "He has been dressed since 7am!"
Well after a long four hours, the papers were finally all filled out and it was time for Dad to go home.
I must say that this was four of the longest hours that my sister and I had spent in a long time!
We had to convince Dad several times that it would be a wrong thing to sign himself out, because the doctor would be giving him the medication that he would have to take home with him.
"Dad, you want to get better. You don't want to end back in here again!"
"No I DON'T!!!"