My Dad is back home and the op went well.
He is so poorly though, I went over Sunday with the Stew but he couldn't get out of bed and he can't talk, he was so poorly and has an abscess above his tooth too. The Doctor has given him anti biotics.
I'd drank a lot when I went there but I build such a scary high tolerance I still go about my day and can hide it when I need to.
Obviously I'm not proud of that! Disgusted with myself for this slip up but all I can do is keep on fighting.
Thank you for all the kind words asking about my Dad and sending prayers.