Last year I was grateful that my dad was alive, off the ventilator, and out of the ICU.
This year I am grateful that my prayers were answered and my dad has become a picture of amazing health, that we have spent the past year healing altogether as a family.
My dad is enjoying his time taking walks and visiting with the kids. He still works out almost every day but has now transitioned from Gold's Gym to a home gym in the basement. He had all the equipment (and a really nice set) so it makes sense to use it. He continues to pick Zoey up from school, which is a special treat for them both. And medically he has had no issues since we increased the Keppra back to 1000mg after the bout of seizures a couple months ago. The only thing is that he doesn't sleep great at night, so this week we are tapering his Prednisone down from 9mg to 8mg to see if that might help. I know a lot of people who take daily steroids can sometimes have insomnia, so we'll see how that goes.
But I really couldn't ask for anything more, I feel so blessed to be rewarded with such an amazing Christmas and wonderful family.
