Good morning Lodge. Man, is it windy today. Here at the 'rents. PT Guy is here. My dad likes him, I'm glad he came back. I feel like he perks up a bit. He was pretty miserable this morning.
So, my brother has to fly back to LA on Thursday. Next Thursday, my dad has an appointment with his kidney doctor and I unfortunately have a work thing I don't think I can get out of. My older brother is seeing if he can take the day, asked if we thought we could move the appointment. Part of the issue is the company that's supplying his oxygen gave us these missile-sized portable tanks on a little cart. They're coming back tonight and I'm hoping they're bringing the portable oxygen in a bag thing because there's no way that we can use the one with the cart. Too big, bulky, and if it's just my mom, she will have to either push him a wheelchair or walk with him and the walker. That "portable tank" is far from portable. Cross fingers we get the easier one so we can get him to that appointment.