Not a bad day

I am at dad's bed side waiting on the night shift to arrive and he is resting comfortably. He had a episode with his heart this morning but they were able to get it settled down. He was more alert today and very 'with it'. The kidney deterioration continues to progress, there was significant change over night. They stopped the lasicks at this point so they aren't putting any additional strain on his kidneys. Although his output has increased significantly today his kidneys are not filtering waste from his body. He is still battling a lot of gas and pressure in his belly. They are going to try some things tomorrow to try to relieve that gas and pressure in his bowels and stomach in hopes of bringing him some relief. They may do a catscan as well but that's still up in the air. This time with him is a blessing, especially when yesterday we didn't expect to have today. God isn't ready and neither is dad. This time is a difficult one but we have had some unforgettable time together with him as a family and God has blessed us all with dad's ability to be a part of it and enjoy it.

Now, I have to share a rather amusing story. Last night before I finally headed home I made a stop in the bathroom. After I washed my hands I went to the trash can. I pressed the button on the wall and stared at the lid, waiting on it to open. I became rather aggravated with the lid for not going up when I had pressed that button. Steve asked me if I hit it again and honestly I don't even recall! At some point in my increasing frustration I realized (or should I say remembered) that button opens the door!! The door did open and I saw it open and have used that button all week to open the door but last night I was just certain it was supposed to open that darn trash can lid. Can you say exhausted? Jamie was waiting on me outside the bathroom and when I shared the story with him (something I will no doubt regret someday) he told me he thought it was time I went home. Steve was a little more than alarmed I got behind the wheel at that point! LOL

At one point last night I was asleep with my head on my hand on the rail of his bed. I woke up and put my head up and my big brother (Jamie) says, "You look like shit!". And then cracked up laughing. And of course shared with my other big brother today just how bad I looked last night. Brothers!

I am heading home tonight long before I try to open trash can lids with door buttons or look quite so bad. :)

One of the night shift has arrived so I am going to give her a report!

Thank you for continued prayers.