Here's the latest: Today they operated and gave my dad an artificial hip, after all. This was a reversal of what they were saying earlier (that he wasn't an acceptable candidate for an artificial hip).
The surgeon told my mom that my dad will in future be able to take only a couple of steps, at best, "although he may not want to." Whatever that means. Pain, I guess.
The surgeon also said that Dad definitely cannot return home. He will need continuous, complex medical care that only a nursing home can provide. My Dad has repeatedly threatened suicide if he cannot return home. But this may have been bluff. And maybe by now he will accept the reality of his condition. Maybe.
The postop period is dangerous, but, as I've said before, Dad is an incredibly gristly bird.
I'm betting he will be stabilized and live on for some period, at your expense.





