Dad is back in hospice

Mom just now called me. Rodney, the p.t., came this morning. He took one look at Dad, aghast, and asked what happened. Mom told him about the kidney infection. He took Dad's blood pressure and said "He's going to the hospital." Mom said, "I don't think so." Rodney said, "He's going to hospice then." Mom told Rodney that Dad doesn't want to go to hospice. He wants to stay home. She told him that when he first came home Visiting Nurses of Atlanta came to see him and they are hospice. So Rodney called Dad's doctor, talked to him, and that's the plan. Dad is staying home under hospice care. Mom said she hoped she made the right decision. I told her I think she did. I told her that yesterday Robert asked Fran and I about hospice, and Fran said, "No, we're not transporting him anywhere." I told them Dad can have hospice at home. That seemed to make Mom feel better; the fact that we discussed the possibility of hospice yesterday while there and felt that it would be best given at home. I also reminded her that transporting him has never been a good experience, especially for him. She agreed. Personally, I think he would give up and die if we took him out of his home.