Dad had a setback this weekend. He was vacuuming the house (he likes to stay active, but doesn’t know his limits yet), and twisted the wrong way, hurting his hip. The pain is slowly going away, so that is good. His rash still isn’t gone. It’s worse at night and is the best first thing in the morning. We’re not sure what is triggering it off, as I haven’t changed the laundry soap. The pain has also come back in his diaphragm and sternum. Dad’s next treatment is the 25^th. He has also been losing weight, from 175 to 160. He sure is looking pretty skinny, but still hugs real fine.

This morning we didn’t go to church; opting out to sleep in and have a leisurely morning getting up at 9:30 (Daylight savings time). We had a good time last night with Len & Hennie who came for a relaxing evening. I made meatloaf, something Dad was craving for, and it turned out quite well, along with mashed potatoes and fresh asparagus, and for dessert apple pie and ice cream with a tall cup of coffee. It was good getting caught up in our friendship again.

Dad was hoping to present at an audition for the Dragon’s Den on Saturday, but he was just too wiped out. He had permission from the Board of Directors from his work to present an idea on providing housing for the homeless, that would still be able to bring a profit that could be generated into more housing. I know Dad would have done well, handling the pressure of the questions coming from different directions and keeping a clear mind. Perhaps next time. Apparently they come to Winnipeg once a year.

Three things to pray for: pain, rash and weight loss.