By Stacy Johnson
Try to make me go to rehab, I say no, no, no -Amy Winehouse
Sorry I missed my post yesterday, my dad finally made it to the rehab center yesterday afternoon and I wanted to be there to help him get settled in. He is so much happier there than he was at the hospital, I could see it in his countenance. Now, for some intense physical therapy to get him strong enough to move back home!!
I just want to say that through my dad's illness, it has been a blessing to know that Heavenly Father's hand is in all things. When I thought it would be hard to have my parents have to move out of their rental and into my grandmother's home temporarily, it has turned into a great blessing. When dad got sick, less than a month later and had to be in the hospital for two weeks, it is a blessing to know that when they go home, my Grams is there to take care of both of them...my mom when she goes back to work and my dad while he continues to recover. I know there is more to this story, but that is it for today since I am posting on Tuesday what should have been done on Monday.