Hospital and Hotel

Karen and I drove down to the hospital and had to slow but not stop in the traffic. Her dad was upset and was cussing the nurses. He calmed down with morphine and I gave him a small lecture of: if he'll be nice to other people, they'll be nice to him. After lunch he apologized to one of the nurses. Karen and I went out for lunch and went to the hotel and I registered. Back at the hospital, Karen said goodbye and went home after a while. A little later they got him up and he could not walk but could stand and sit up briefly. I bought dinner downstairs and took it up to eat with him in his room. The Admission office called me a cab to go back to the hotel until tomorrow, when I'll take a cab back to the hospital. (This post dictated over phone to Secretary from author/Almeda's motel room.)