As far as I could tell, Dad liked us to be there in the Bubble with him; at one point he said, “One good thing about being sick is that I get to see my kids and grandkids much more often!” We tried to make life as good as it could be for Dad for the time being in The Bubble; we talked to him a lot about things that we had planned and that we thought he would enjoy after he got out of rehab; two big things he wanted to do were to go to Barnes & Noble and to the movies. Put those on the Revised Bucket List – check! Dad was very excited about seeing his two dogs and, of course, about getting Foster the Cat as soon as he got home. For entertainment in the meantime, we set him up with a portable DVD player in the rehab hospital, but his attention span was way too short for him to care about watching movies or even TV shows. At night, when he was trying to go to sleep, he often said he wanted to watch TV, but after it had been on for only a minute or two he would change the channel or just turn the TV off. My mom’s friend brought their greyhound Buddy for an extra visit, and Dad seemed to enjoy sitting with him in the sun in the courtyard of the rehab facility one afternoon. It was all relative, though, and we were just marking time until Dad could get out of there and, even more importantly, until he was feeling better.
|Dad with Buddy at the rehab facility|
|Dad, wearing his "Healing Hat" that his sister sent him after his surgery|