Day One - on to Osceola

At last we're on the way, now that the meds arrived (a day late) and I was able to pick up a Disabled Parking permit.  No use for it yet, but I am betting it will come in handy.

We stopped to see Dad first.  He had fallen again this week and was "resting" when we arrived, which means he hadn't yet dressed for the day.  So the aides got him rolling and not long after Kathy came we went in to see him.  He's pretty quiet normally, which means he's thinking of zingers he an throw out.  For example, when we talked about visiting National parks for free as seniors, after a bit he said he thought I needed some "flour" for my hair.  Which I read to mean "flower" and I couldn't understand at all.  But he thought it was funny.

We left just after noon.   His handshake is firm and we look forward to seeing him again in April.  We had "Meals on Wheels" for lunch, courtesy of the President of the Northwood organization, that is, Ann Johnson.  Afterwards we marked the occasion - and began plotting the first annual reunion of Project McNamara.

Ann had squash with ham and mozzarella cheese, coleslaw, cinnamon apples, and terrific lemon cream pie for dessert.  We wished Dale well as he is undergoing tests at Mayo, but his humor was good!

Tonight - a light dinner.  I suppose.  We'll be watching the Hawks against Indiana, a tough battle, but who knows.  Tomorrow possibly Abilene, KS, or some other exotic location.