What a difference a few days make!

I wish Dad had my perspective on his recovery journey....He would be so proud of himself!!!!  After my 3 week absence due to an anniversary trip to Italy/New York, I arrived in Portland to see Dad in new digs at the rehab center and experienced a bit of "shock & awe" at his progress!!  When I said a tearful good-bye to Dad at OHSU before our trip, he had feeding and oxygen tubes in his nose, his arms and legs were in casts, he slept most of the time due to heavy sedation and he was still confused about who we were exactly.  Just 3 weeks later, I drove only a short distance to a rehab center by the mall, was greeted with, "Hey sweetpea!  How was your trip, Kelli Jack? Is Brian here?" from a Dad who was sitting up, wearing real clothes and eating real food with wrists protected only by fabric splints!!!  My amazement continued as we sat together discussing his progress and my trip until it was dinner time.  Dad invited me to join him in the dining room where he ate a full plate of food and had room for ice cream for dessert!  Amazing!!!

We enjoyed a few days together, visiting and playing a few games until I had to leave again for a 3-day conference at the Portland Marriott.  Today, as I stopped by for a quick visit with Dad after the conference, I was again pleasantly surprised by Dad's progress!  His ability to carry on our conversation for two hours, sharing his thoughts, feelings, concerns and questions with clarity was incredibly heart warming.  He sent me on a few "fact finding missions"at the rehab center, as he is beginning to advocate for his needs with the staff.  Dad's ability to charm his way into getting what he wants is working it's way back.  He is well liked by nurses and the staff for his sense of humor and it also helps that he tells the nurses how good they are at their job or how pretty they are!  Works every time! 

I'm so proud of my Dad.  He's beginning to embrace his new future with challenges he never imagined he would be facing.  Resting and healing is a full time job at this point, and he's working hard to keep a positive attitude when the boredom is overwhelming or the constant pain wears him out.  He appreciates the prayers and letters, but he is most grateful for the love and concern everyone has shown Mom.  That's my Dad....taking care of his family, even when we are trying to care for him!  It's a long road, but every single day he gets better and stronger...I just wish he could see it for himself!!!