I'm fine, so is my dad.

• Hey folks. How y'all doing? Yes I'm ok. So is my father. Apparently some of you don't read my status updates or look at my Twitter/Facebook. Anyway, everything is going smoothly. I cut out of here way early on Thursday morning so I could take a nap before taking Dad to Stanford. He was supposed to be there by 9:40am. We left his house by 8am, but we had to stop at the bank and Starbucks first of course. Traffic was a nightmare. We barely got there on time. Michelle literally shoved him in the wheelchair and ran. We were throughly disppointed when his surgery got delayed by three hours. Yes three stinkin hours. It was scheduled to start at 11:30am. It didn't start until 2pm. He wasn't even in recovery until 4pm. Michelle HAD to leave at 4 since she needed to meet her boyfriend to play bingo that night. Cathy took her. So I was stuck there in the waiting area until almost 7pm, when they finally wheeled him out of recovery and upstairs to his room. So I spent about ten hours there. I am so glad I got that night off from work.
• Friday I got caught up with sleep, thank God. I took Michelle with me back to Stanford to visit Dad, and see how he was doing. He was in great shape, and they actually wanted to release him that day. We agreed that less than 24 hrs after surgery is a bit too soon, so we had him stay another night. Later that afternoon I took a nice long walk and relaxed at home, then came to work here from 7-11pm. A nice chunk of overtime. Depending on how pay periods fall I may use it towards time I took off for Dad's thing, we'll see.
• Saturday I slept in, did some housework, made pancakes, and took a nice long walk again. We met up with Cathy at Stanford in the afternoon and picked up Dad. He seemed to be a bit more talkative and coherent then he had been in the past. A good sign. Once he escaped we went back to our side of the bay to Alameda for dinner at Applebee's and shopping at Borders. It was fun, but Dad was tired and so was I.
  
• Sunday I got up early at 8am (don't know why.. LOL). Took a nice long walk before it got hot, then Cathy and I got pedicures and I got my eyebrows waxed. Later on in the afternoon I picked up my dad and Michelle and took them to Stoneridge. This was mostly since it was almost 100 degrees and I didn't want Dad to get heat stroke or something in that house. I got a new shirt, headphones and a few cheap DVDs. Also got some Haagen-Daz ice cream. If you're gonna be bad, might as well go for the best, huh? Honey bee vanilla is the best ever. Eventually I dropped them off at home, went back to my place, got my stuff ready for work and came here. I'm working a 12 hour shift. OVERTIME!!!! I'm also eating leftovers from Applebee's... so yummy.
  
• I think my dad is going to be just fine. It's going to take a while for him to fully feel the effects of his shunt. He should be getting the staples removed out of his head in a few weeks. He may improve a lot, or maybe not so much. At least that fluid's out of his brain. Even if he does have dementia, the shunt is improving his quality of life in the long run.