This is what I had envisioned for my dad’s 80th birthday celebration: a dinner feast, gathering of friends and family, maybe a big trip. Instead, we have a quiet day in a rehab hospital. Not ideal but a pleasant enough day. Mom, Dad, great aunt, cousin, and I gather along with the nurses to sing “Happy Birthday” with cake and candles.
The chicken served to Dad is disgusting-- I am sure that even non-vegetarians would agree. I have yet to see an intact vitamin C molecule on the tray--processed packaged foods. We really need to bring in healthier options if Dad is to get better.
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