When I talked to Mother today, she was sure to tell me what she'd eaten; she said she doesn't feel like eating, but she understands she has to in order to be strong enough to take care of "your father" when he gets home.
I called Daddy at the hospital today, just for a voice check, and we talked briefly about his therapy sessions. He says they're really "boring" and tiring, too which is discouraging, because he felt fine going in to the hospital and now he feels like an invalid.
But, he said, he knew he had to keep up with it so he could be strong enough to take care of "your mother."
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