Still Yawning

I swear I have faintin' ass disease today......my ass faints whenever I'm near a chair......gotta be this weather.
I was able to bring the Father's Day card in.....but I couldn't carry it. ::eye roll:: Our escorting officer had to carry it......(fine, you carry it then). We have to be escorted to the medical wing 'cause we have to walk through the prison compound.
Dad looked pale today, but his bedsores are healing nicely. He has seaweed on his butt. It's a seaweed patch that really helps in healing the bedsores.
I fed him a Hershey's bar, 2 cups of orange sherbert and half of a Pepsi. The aide told me that he did eat a good lunch and breakfast. (good for you, Dad!).
Was quite an interesting day on the wing......an imate cut himself and had blood all over his room (saw the bloody towels), another inmate was in the "rubber room" (right next to Dad's room), banging on the sink and whatever else he could find to bang on. AND, an inmate on the other side of Dad was crying, moaning and groaning.......he is in the last stages of AIDS. I felt so awful for him.....I wanted to do something, but not my place to do so. A lovely place to visit. ::cringing::
"Platoon" is on.......gotta go!