I kept the kids out of school today, partly because they did not want to wake up this morning and part because I wanted them to see my dad today during the day. I also have missed them a lot. My dad's hospital is not that far away, but in traffic, it's about 30 minutes away. The time has added up, and while I wouldn't change the time I am spending with my dad or doing things for him, I wish I could also be spending it with the kids. They get antsy in the hospital and make my dad go a little nuts after the first fifteen minutes. Visits with them have to be short. Mower has been doing a lot of the parenting this past week, while I am doing a lot of running around.

I don't know if my dad’s surgery is scheduled for tomorrow or not. It hasn't been officially scheduled as far as I know. He is improving on some things, and not on others. He hates hospitals and not being able to get up and pace and wander, so his stress level is high and not conducive to relaxing.

The visit with the kids went okay. Bubba was skittish, which broke my heart. Handsome was being clingy to me and Mower. My dad needed some kid-cuddles, and both the kids were thrown off by the machines and small bed. They are used to being able to have a ton of space to cuddle on, and Papa picking them up and chasing them.

I desperately need to get onto a schedule when my dad gets home and is on limited activity for six weeks. Everyone is suffering from my lack of being able to spend enough time with them, and I can't shut my head off at night enough to sleep more than 5 hours. This is small in comparison to the real issues at hand, though. I just want my dad to feel better and put this behind him (no pun intended).