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Day 228: My Father- An Update


My dad, Peter. Sorry for the blurry photo


My father is meeting with the physical therapist this morning. He is still weak, but has been having animated conversations with the nurses, doctors, and pretty much anyone that will listen. So, I know his time is not up yet. The speech therapist, after evaluating him, shook his hand and said,"Peter, I want to thank you for your intellect and articulate conversation", according t o my mom.in fact, she told me this morning that  she has never seen him so happy.

Honestly, my mother sounds twenty years younger. Much more joy in her voice, without the usual overtones of anxiety. I told her I had a whole troop of friends praying for him. "I can tell", she said.

She told me that when they first got him to the hospital, he was in atrial fibrillation ("Atrial fibrillation is an irregular and often rapid heart rate that can increase your risk of stroke, heart failure and other heart-related complications"~http://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/atrial-fibrillation/home/ovc-20164923)

Then, suddenly she and the nurse watched as the EKG returned to normal sinus rhythm. I got goose bumps.I asked her if she was praying. She said "Yes."

I have been praying for my parents. Even before this incident. It seems that his stroke may be the best thing that ever happened to them. We shall see. 

But for now, we are awaiting the physical therapist' s report. He might be released today. But honestly another day at this wonderful facility couldn't hurt! 

I am going to take my niece for Birthday sushi lunch today. Then off to the gym for a long workout. I had a good session yesterday. Thirty minutes on the treadmill!

I had a checkup with a new doctor yesterday. We had a wonderful visit because I do not have any health issues. We talked about my exercise and healthy eating. He asked about the health of my parents. I told him my dad had just sufferedd a minor stroke and both parents were on blood pressure meds, although my dad never takes his. He asked if I took meds. I told him no. I used to take antidepressants, but weaned myself off of them. He asked me how I managed my depression.

 I looked at him and smiled. "Prayer, diet, exercise and a daily blog", I said proudly.

 I think he was impressed. He told me I had made his whole day! I am going in for blood work next week. Curious about my cholesterol. 

But I think I am on the right path. I want to be around for my family as long as God sees fit!

Happy Wednesday!

Peace, joy and lots of love!

Zita




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