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I got a call from my Mom. She was still visiting at the hospital. They've drained the fluid from my Dad's abdomen. He's still not eating much of anything. They want to send him to Strong for an evaluation to see if he is eligible to be put on the list for a liver transplant. They do take alcoholics. Problem is, my Dad has other things not in his favor. He has prior heart issues and a stent. Also, they have no idea when they'll be able to take him to Strong. There are already a hundred people ahead of him there waiting for similar evaluations. My Mom was weepy for the first time since this began. She's scared. I offered to call my Aunt and Uncle here for her. She seemed grateful for that, since she was calling on a cell phone even though they aren't allowed in the area she's in. I told her that if she needed to stay or needed anything in this area, she is welcome. I gave her over-the-phone hugs. She is still in the hospital with him and had no idea when she'd be going home. After seeing their desperate hugs on Sunday, I totally understand her fears. She's not very hopeful either, now, especially with a hundred people ahead of my Dad just to be evaluated.
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