Friday evening

I went to visit Dad this past friday evening. He had finished dinner and was in his bed watching TV. I have to say, he just looked so content and comfortable. His face just looked fantastic. Wish I'd had a camera...will try to remember next time. As soon as I arrived I asked how he was doing and he said in a very pleasant voice, "just great." We conversed for a little while...his voice was strong, and the context of his statements were there, but the sentences as a whole were sort of gibberish. Anna reported that Dad had been doing well all day, walking strong, and talking a lot. She used the term "alert" to describe it.