Ron came home from the hospital Thursday afternoon and we are getting settled back home.  He's still very tired and has no stamina but otherwise doing ok.

Mike is recovering from his fall and my older brother has stepped up to help.  He told me last night he wants me to pull back and let him take care of Mike for awhile.  He is really trying to help. 

Mike has agreed to do whatever the doctor recommends.  If the doctor recommends a nursing home he says he will go.  Of course I know that could change tomorrow but for now I think he recognizes his needs have increased and I'm not able to meet them. 

I'm mentally and physically exhausted and I feel as if I could sleep for a month.

Ron has a hollow sound to his voice.  I guess it is from the reduced lung capacity.  He looks like someone with cancer.  His appetite is gone and he just wants to sleep.  His doctor wants him up and walking as much as possible.  I haven't been able to get him to walk yet but he says he will try this evening.

We found  a father/son team to mow our yard this summer.  I came home and found a flyer on the front door and they just live down the block.  I didn't want to impose on my son-in-law even though he said he would mow it for us.  I felt like he already has enough to do.  I was impressed that this dad was trying to teach his son about work ethic.  So, it's a win/win for everybody.