they released my dad from the hospital today.
the doctor felt that he had progressed enough that he could go home and continue recovery there. which in some ways makes sense, because being in the hospital is disorienting enough by itself; at least if you’re home in familiar surroundings, you’ve got things to remind you who you are and what you’re doing. there was still some disagreement as to what the final diagnosis is: the internal medicine specialists and one of the other neurologists seemed to lean towards tumor, while our neurologist is thinking stroke and clot. this is leading to more visits and second opinions, which is good, i suppose, but the uncertainty isn’t reassuring.
we all went out to have dinner after he was released, and after we ordered, my dad said, “where’s the food? how come it isn’t here already?” while he understood that he wasn’t in the hospital anymore, he was still confusing the ordering of your meals the day before in the hospital with ordering your meals before you eat in a restaurant.
but at least today he could remember what day i was born.
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