I'm going to get my hair cut today. It needs it, especially my bangs.


Yesterday, my sister called to tell me that the psychologist that visited my father at the physical rehabilitation center informed her that my father agreed to enter an inpatient alcohol rehab program upon his release from the physical rehab. I told my sis that makes me cautiously optimistic. She agreed. He can be quite fickle, so it's possible that decision will change as the day for the transfer nears. The psychologist said they are still trying to secure a bed at the alcohol rehab. She said that if they cannot get the bed right away that they do NOT want him to return home. They would rather find him space in a temporary assisted living facility. [People, places, and things are a real issue, so going home now is risky.]


I do want to add that Dad looks and sounds better after all these weeks, but it's up to him to stay that way.