I surprised my dad yesterday afternoon when I strolled into the infusion center carrying a piece of pie. I cashed in some personal time, for yesterday and today, in order to see my dad as much as I can before they leave for Florida. He is waiting for his doctor to give him the go ahead so they can get away from the snow and cold. They are hoping to leave on Sunday.
My dad started to cry when he told me how depressed he feels and that he is hoping by finishing out the winter in the Florida sunshine will boost his mood.
Seeing my dad cry is gut wrenching, at best, and when the tears in his eyes overflowed down his cheeks I wanted to cry right along with him.
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