HE'S HOME.
DAD IS HOME.
MOM IS HAPPY. BO IS HAPPY. ALL IS WELL.
Dad arrived home early this afternoon. He called me to tell me of his arrival and sounded GREAT on the phone. He's getting around well and requested roast beef for dinner. Mom spent hours at the pharmacy trying to navigate the insurance "nightmare" while their friend and neighbor stayed and visited with dad. He took Bo and walked across the street to get the mail...by himself, with mom supervising of course. But, WOW. Seems like a small thing, but this is a major step toward independence.
He starts his therapy Monday, and will only be three days a week, not daily as I thought it would be.
Mom briefly showed him this blog. At some point I guess he'll sit down and read it. Funny, but over the course of documenting this experience, I failed to think of what it would be like for dad to read my thoughts and the details of what happened. It might be a little awkward, but I hope it helps him better understand what he went through and how we felt about it. It's interesting that something that started as a necessary dissemination of information has evolved into (hopefully) a step in his recovery.
DAD IS HOME.
MOM IS HAPPY. BO IS HAPPY. ALL IS WELL.
Dad arrived home early this afternoon. He called me to tell me of his arrival and sounded GREAT on the phone. He's getting around well and requested roast beef for dinner. Mom spent hours at the pharmacy trying to navigate the insurance "nightmare" while their friend and neighbor stayed and visited with dad. He took Bo and walked across the street to get the mail...by himself, with mom supervising of course. But, WOW. Seems like a small thing, but this is a major step toward independence.
He starts his therapy Monday, and will only be three days a week, not daily as I thought it would be.
Mom briefly showed him this blog. At some point I guess he'll sit down and read it. Funny, but over the course of documenting this experience, I failed to think of what it would be like for dad to read my thoughts and the details of what happened. It might be a little awkward, but I hope it helps him better understand what he went through and how we felt about it. It's interesting that something that started as a necessary dissemination of information has evolved into (hopefully) a step in his recovery.
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