The greatest gift I ever had
Came from God; I call him Dad!
My dad finally is coming home! On Wednesday I will be picking him up and bringing him home! YAY! It has been a long five weeks and I will be so grateful when it is over. He has been at Scarborough General Hospital – which has a pretty bad rap considering whenever I tell someone where he is they cringe and apologize. However I have nothing but the best to say about them. They have helped keep my father alive and have given him the best care. I can’t really find anything to complain about (except they wouldn’t let me sleep in his room when he was first brought in to critical care, but really I was not their concern he was, so fine, I understand). I am sure my dad would have appreciated better food, but he’s a diabetic so he can’t really expect burgers and fries. I just want to take this blog today and extend my appreciation to the entire staff, including volunteers who helped make my dads five weeks at SGH the best they could have been given the circumstances! I will never forget any of the nursing staff that I met personally who always had a smile on their faces and who laughed at all my dads corny jokes 🙂
Now I need to prepare for the long haul. I mean just because he comes home doesn’t mean he is well. He is still weak and won’t be able to do everything he did previously. I know he wants more than anything to give my oldest niece R her lunches once school starts up again, but I don’t know if that will be possible. If there is a will there will be a way though because he is determined. He loves their time together. There will also be an expectation on me to ensure he is eating well – not quite as strict as in the hospital, because he wants to enjoy his life as much as possible – but still, he has to eat better and be more responsible and I WILL be watching 😉
I hope you all have as wonderful a week as I am having, I hope to be back blogging more regularly soon!