I visited Dad last night. He was pretty alert and sometimes seemed almost normal. Kind of strange. I'd kind of gotten used to seeing him barely functioning. I played uke and sang for him. Then I fed him his dinner. He ate every bit of it! Another surprise. He asked me why he had been thrown in the clink. I told him about the stroke and how it has weakened him. He accepted my explanation. I sang a couple more songs for him and then left.
Tonight is the last psych class before the final. Then I jump right into summer school. Health Science, yuck. Oh well, it'll be good to get it out of the way.
Tomorrow I'm back in my own office.
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