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Mon Sep 5 08:16:46 EDT 2016 Some time after ten last night, I fell asleep watching Netflix. Woke up hours later to turn off the lights, etc. Got up around seven-thirty. Sunny today. High of eighty-five. It's Labor Day. Going over to dad's later to barbecue around 4:30. It's been a pretty good weekend. Got to relax. Got a few things done. Worked on concentrated D&D rules a little. Went over to dad's. Yvonne, Kate, Isla, Ryan, and Ryan's mother were there. Fuck. When I saw dad earlier in the week, he seemed bad, but tonight... he could barely get out of bed. He has no energy. He's not eating. I talked to him. He says he's not in pain, but hat his stomach is very uncomfortable and eating makes it worse. I mentioned anti-depressants, and he said he'd talk to the doctor about them. But he's going to starve to death soon if he doesn't get more calories. Yvonne said she's going to call hospice this week. I took a twenty minute walk when I got home. Orange and peach sunset. A sliver of moon. Heard crickets and cicadas. Saw a couple of bats. Breakfast: coffee with half-and-half, cinnamon rolls Lunch: lasagna, mixed greens Dinner: hamburger, potato salad, baked beans

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