The horrible hat...

No, it's not a cowboy hat. My Dad's headgear in this photo is one of those "sick bowls" that they give to hospital patients if they need to vomit. After nearly eighteen weeks in hospital, Dad had the feeding tube removed from his nose this week, and yesterday he was able to feed himself for the first time since last October. Eating is still a struggle, though: he can manage to eat a little soup and pudding, but then his stomach usually hurts and he often feels nauseous - which is why the sick bowl is still a constant companion. Please join me in praying that his digestion will improve and that his stomach will get used to having food, so that he is able to eat more and build up his strength again. (He has lost more than thirty five pounds in weight.)