Home Sweet Home

Well, Daddy made it home before lunch time today. He has been in a fair amount of pain, and this afternoon was having a hard time keeping any food or drink down. The girls and I went to visit and hang out with him while Mom went to pick up some medicine for him (including some anti-nausea meds). By the time we left this evening, he had kept down a cup of tea. The anti-nausea medicine makes him groggy, though, so then he wants to sleep instead of eat. His spirits were fairly good despite feeling lousy and he was acting like himself. I have a vague memory of the pain meds making his head spin way back when he was first diagnosed with cancer, so I'm hopeful that as he heals and needs less pain medication, everything else will fall back into place. I know that he is glad to be in his own bed, and I know Mom will be, too (she spent the night with him last night at the hospital).