Dad's scan from yesterday showed an abdomen full of gas. In all the years that dad has been my dad...and that's all of my years...I never thought I'd be happy to hear he has gas. Dad's oncologist is going to get with dad's gastroenterologist to see what they can do about that and about some other issues that I promised dad I wouldn't mention on the blog. Use your imagination. Actually, don't use your imagination. Think flowers and puppies and rainbows. That's better.
Also, they will be giving dad yet another transfusion today to build up his blood and the oncologist was disappointed that the physical therapist hasn't been seeing dad more often. That is one of dad's biggest complaints, too. So, hopefully, dad will be getting more active soon.
Still no word on when they might be going home.