YIPPEEE!!!!!

I just got a call from my dad. He's on his way home! We weren't expecting him to be allowed to leave the hospital until tomorrow or Wednesday, but hey, we'll take it. :o)

He's still got quite a bit of recovery to go before he's able to go back to work, but he'll be a lot more comfortable at home, in his own bed, with Mom, with his own cats and the little dog, too. That poor little dog has been worried to death. He's not quite sure what's been going on, but he knows that Dad isn't home and that upsets his universe. He'll be quite happy to see Dad hobble through the door.