After last night in the ER neither Mom nor I had any idea what we were going to face when we arrived at Condell Rm 223A (Dad's new room).
We talked about how each daughter was only a phone call away and with warp speed any and/or all of us would be back here...we are at her beck and call. We also confirmed that there was phone calls to both the social work at the "spa" as well as the Home Health specialists that could easily and seamlessly be handled by her "take charge " daughters from afar. So we will be working behind the scenes to figure out the best way and timeframe to bring Dad back to the lake. This will free up Mom so she can concentrate on supporting Dad and keeping her strength up.
So we finally arrive at Condell Rm 223 and were suddenly faced with a man looking 60, not his 81 years, smiling back at us with his trademark twinkle in his eyes, and a voice...yes, you heard me right Dad's voice is back! With his therapy and his commitment to practice...go, go, go, google, igloo, king kong, etc even after therapy was over, he woke up to find his voice. It even surprised him that it was back!
Moods are high, we were at the hospital early so we are unsure of the next steps. It is either another day at Condell or back to the "spa", more details to follow.
So, I leave Chicago with a picture of Dad happily smiling and talking, in my mindseye. In addition I have the added peace of mind to know that Mom has a great support structure with family and friends around her. Thanks for being here for her and Dad.
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