I can honestly say that I can count on one hand the number of times I have seen my father cry. The day of his grandmother Arey's funeral, the day Michael was born, the day Buppie died, the day of Buppie's funeral and today. His frustration finally got the better of him. He is still unable to speak. I have heard him say a couple of "simple" words. Oh (which may actually be NO), yes and ummmm...But that is it.
Yesterday, he thought he would be able to leave today, but because they are doing more tests tomorrow, he realized this afternoon that he would not be going home today. And this evening they started him on a blood thinner that takes 3 days to get into his system and therefore, he won't be leaving until the meds are in his system. And this is a medication that he will have to take everyday. For the. rest. of. his. life.
No results whatsoever yet and probably won't have any until sometime late tomorrow afternoon.
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Hang in there sweetie, your Dad is a tough one, remember he is a Perkins. Love to all Aunt Cheryl
So sorry to hear what your dad and your family are going thru. We are thinking of you, and praying everything is going to be ok.
Hugs, Jenny
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