Homeward Bound

Today, my father comes back home after spending a week in the hospital receiving chemotherapy 24hours a day (since Monday). He is receiving aggressive treatment for his stage four cancer. As of right now his chances are 80% survival. That is much better than 45%, which was his original prognosis.

Whenever anyone is anywhere whether that be physically or emotional, everyone just wants to go home. My father kept saying how much he wanted to come home while he was at the hospital. He was totally shocked at the taste of hospital food. Needless to say, he didn't like i because it was tasteless. This is the first time he spends time in the hospital and Mami and I have to coach him through it. Either way, there is no place like home.