Looking Back...

Two months ago today, our family was brought together unexpectedly for Dad's brain surgery. He had two subdural hematomas that needed to be removed immediately. The call I received two days prior will never be forgotten. It went something like this:

Stephanie: (phone rings) "Hey mom, is dad okay?" (long pause, silence...my stomach sank)

Mom: "(Amid sniffles) No... I am on my way to pick him up to take him to Plaza Medical. He has two subdural hematomas. They found them within 15 minutes; he has no idea."

I cannot describe the feelings I felt the rest of the day and into the night. The shock was somewhat of a numbing to the pain. I could not concentrate; I could not move. I was worried about Dad; we all were. As we all walked into the room that night we were in awe. We knew he was finally getting help, but we never expected the tubes, needles, medication, etc to be prodded through nearly every vein in Dad's tender body. It was heart wrenching. There was nothing we could do to take any of it away...

My brother and sister-in-law were able to fly down from Utah because of my sweet mother-in-law. She let them use her family passes to get here just in time for the surgery. We will forever be grateful for her generosity and love. As we were all preparing for the surgery we could feel the arms of our Heavenly Father wrap around us. We knew, deep down, all would be well. We had many family members, friends, and c0-workers all praying for Dad and his quick recovery. We are so blessed to have wonderful people in our lives who care so much. Dad did wonderful through the surgery, and for that we are all thankful.

He made a return trip to the hospital only after a week of being home due to blood clots, but yet again, he pulled through and is continuing to make progress each and every day. He looks great and is doing great. He has a long way to go, but the little milestones he has reached in the past two months are remarkable.

I am so grateful for the miracles we have seen throughout the past two months, and the blessings that have been bestowed upon our family. Dad being with us still IS a miracle. He has fought hard to recover, and we are so proud of him. Our family just would not be the same without him! We love you, DAD!!!