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I did not sleep much at all last night. Too much excitement I suppose. We've got a lot to do today, between getting the rental car, and Jess picking up some more weed mints, and a virtual appointment for Dad with his primary care so we can run over and get his prescription. Then, we shall relax for a couple of hours, and then around 6pm we will be off to Disney.
It's a much later start than I was hoping for, but we shall deal. We'll go as far as we feel like we can tonight, and then finish the long haul tomorrow. I'm hoping that we can go til around 1-2am, so that we only have a little over half the trip to go, but we'll have to see.
Yesterday lasted roughly 800 hours. First there was the creeping dread, knowing that I had to pick up dad, then there was the anxiety of actually picking him up. Then the dragging of time while he happily surfed on youtube.
He's definitely not where I had hoped he'd be physically. He can't really walk, but at least he can stand and transfer to the wheelchair. He was able to get in his bed surprisingly well, so that was a bonus. Getting him in was physically demanding, as we had to get him up the ramp and over the sill of the sliding glass door. But we did it!
He's totally unapologetic about his lack of conditioning to Jess and I, but admitted to my sister that he might have overestimated what he could do. I still want to smack him. All in all, it's not going to be easy on my sister, but she says she'll be good.
I'm going to try to take a nap this afternoon, but we'll see how that goes.
Okay, going to hop off and put on some pants and get myself together for a very busy day. Everyone have a wonderful Friday!
It's a much later start than I was hoping for, but we shall deal. We'll go as far as we feel like we can tonight, and then finish the long haul tomorrow. I'm hoping that we can go til around 1-2am, so that we only have a little over half the trip to go, but we'll have to see.
Yesterday lasted roughly 800 hours. First there was the creeping dread, knowing that I had to pick up dad, then there was the anxiety of actually picking him up. Then the dragging of time while he happily surfed on youtube.
He's definitely not where I had hoped he'd be physically. He can't really walk, but at least he can stand and transfer to the wheelchair. He was able to get in his bed surprisingly well, so that was a bonus. Getting him in was physically demanding, as we had to get him up the ramp and over the sill of the sliding glass door. But we did it!
He's totally unapologetic about his lack of conditioning to Jess and I, but admitted to my sister that he might have overestimated what he could do. I still want to smack him. All in all, it's not going to be easy on my sister, but she says she'll be good.
I'm going to try to take a nap this afternoon, but we'll see how that goes.
Okay, going to hop off and put on some pants and get myself together for a very busy day. Everyone have a wonderful Friday!
