He actually looked pretty good. He was up and about and in a pretty agreeable mood. He's getting very skinny cuz the tumor is causing him to feel full all the time so he doesn't eat much. Talked to one of the cancer docs last week - won't give you my opinion of him. Going to talk to a new one on Monday to see if he has anything helpful to offer. Dad's accepted what's going on and doesn't seem too keen on doing much to fight it at this point, and that's his decision to make. I'll only push him if someone has something that will make him more comfortable. Mom's still pretty ticked off about the whole situation . . . . want's him to fight more, wants him to stay with her, doesn't want to move, etc. I can't blame her for feeling that way either.
It was a gorgeous day up in the mountains - crisp and cool, but sunny and smelled like autumn. The girls spent an hour lost in a corn maze and had a great time. We bought a peck of apples and a terra cotta pumpkin.
