To work again, (first day back yesterday), I thought I was doing quite well but cried when a manager was really kind to me. Afterwards I went back to Dad's again and spent a couple of hours bagging up clothes and sorting out. I did not dare smell this bottle. The oxygen equipment was taken away too, and I delivered/posted a few more cards, in the rain again. The announcement appeared in the paper, and we received a few more special cards, one from his friend Frank who called Dad his greatest friend, that one made us all cry..