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After a long 10 hour ride in the car yesterday, Dad is home. He was really tired -- had some dinner and then crashed in his own bed.

Talked to him this morning and he mentioned that he was still extremely tired, probably from having to get up every 2 hours to drain. This will be necessary for the first week as he gets used to using the internal pouch. After that, it will be getting up every 3 hours for the next week...then 4...until it's just once during the middle of the night.

Over the next couple of days, he'll probably still be in serious recouperation mode...but at least he's going it in his own space, with his wife instead of a nurse, and Harley instead of a 'random therapy dog'.

We're all in the geographic places we're supposed to be right now...and that's a good feeling for a change!