It’s hard to believe that almost seven months have passes since my father was out driving in his truck. An awful lot has occurred in that short time. All the vertebrae breaks, surgeries, cancer diagnosis and everything else. Today was a small milestone towards his return to a “normal” life. He ventured out on a solo drive to the post office. It was a beautiful day, sunny, warm with excellent visibility. Monday marked the completion of his third round of oral chemo. His strength and stamina are increasing along with his weight gain! Who would have thought a doctor would prescribe consuming a pint of ice cream a day to increase weight! We’re just happy it’s helping.
It’s been three weeks since seeing him. Festival is over but I caught a virus and have been in bed since Sunday night. Things are finally looking better tonight and maybe by this weekend I’ll head down for a visit. His next big appointment is October 4th.