Woke up today not very excited about anything that had to be done. Visitation is today for Dad and I hope I can do him proud and not bawl the whole time. Between the kidney stones and the grief, I really do just want to be curled up in a fetal position. Unfortunately, I can't do that because I have a follow up doctor's appointment and we have to be at the funeral home.
Follow up news= nothing has changed. She set up an appointment with the urologist and said to call if I needed anything else.
We arrived at the funeral home a little early and found the room. They had done a good job getting Dad ready and although it was pretty close to the last place I wanted to be, I know that we were touched by the number of friends and family who showed up to support us. What a wonderful testament to the life that he lived, that so many people loved him and wanted to share in our service for him.