My father is officially home and running around like a mad man. The first thing that he did was take a shower and slept in his own bed. It's the little things that make you feel better. He has been able to go to the bathroom on his own without any pain. He is walking around as much as possible to try to build up his strength. He is also trying to eat more food to keep up his strength. He lost almost 20 pounds when he was in the hospital. He is naturally skinny and didn't need to lose any weight. (Of all of the genetic traits that I could get from him, why couldn't I get his metabolism??) It seems so silly that something so simple as him being home should cause me such happiness, but it does.