Mom and I went to see Dad today.  He is in good spirits, reporting that the food is “much better than he would have expected.”   He likes the oatmeal with brown sugar in the morning, and had his first roast beef sandwich in a while for lunch today. (Roast beef was not permitted him at the hospital.)  He’s also able to actually use the bathroom (with assistance) which is a welcome bit of progress after the week being tied to the bed by all the monitoring.