Mom and dad got home this afternoon. I'll be staying here with them for as long as they need, so dad better get over his body issues, 'cuz I ain't leavin' just so he can poop in private.
He's not coughing nearly as much as he was, but is very weak. We are going to work him out and fatten him up and get him back into chemo.
Since he's been off the Paxil/cough syrup cocktail that had him talking to Mark Twain and petting imaginary bunnies, his mind is back also. That's the most important thing. Dad's back.
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