Difficult Day

    Today was a little difficult.  We were told that dad now needs 10 liters per minute of oxygen.  He didn't need any oxygen two days ago.  I got check signing authority on their checking account so that I could pay the bills.  Dad had difficulty holding the phone this evening, but he could talk.  My daughter, my mother, and I were all upset.

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