My dad was holding my mom’s hand most of the day, but it’s the day after major surgery.
We will have to see what tomorrow brings.
Did eat some great Indian food today, and had an okay not great cheesesteak from a truck (the pretzel with good mustard was better.)
And saw the dogs parading in Rittenhouse Square and had a great almost baguette (crustier with sourdough).
We will have to see what’s next.
Would have preferred just taking calls today and not having the brain surgery come back, but so it goes. There is only so much we can control in this life. 4 years is a long time to survive GBM Brain Cancer. My dad is a medical miracle. We will have to see what’s next.