I love my dad. I'm currently doin my nightly shift sittin with him. He wanted a pillow under his knees. In the lovely morphine state of mind he is in he tells me don't lift my legs to high or you'll get to see my ghost white ass,I don't want to traumiaze you. His lung is gettin better already, he is back to his normal wake the dead snoring. And he told the RN he wants to take her out for a steak dinner when he gets better. Lol