After 8.5 months of being in the hospital from covid, my dad is finally home!!!!!!!!!
Being told several times from doctors over the past year that he had hours to live, and then him pulling through, makes all of this such a miracle. We have all been through so much, especially my dad, but He. Is. Home.
To be able to facetime my dad this morning At. Their. House. with mom sitting next to him Was. Amazing. I asked him how it felt to be sitting right next to mom at home and he said, “Wonderful.”
Yesterday morning before my dad came home, his iPhone stopped working. So, once he arrived home, after all this time, and they opened the ambulance doors, the first thing he said after my brother Brett said, “Welcome home, Dad!”, was, “Brett, did you get my iPhone working?” while throwing his hands up in the air. Haha! That’s so my dad with getting right to the point.
The second he got out of the ambulance and saw his waterfall, the trees, and his flowers, a breeze washed over his face after 8 months of being inside the hospital. He closed his eyes, took it all in, and said, “Incredible.” The simple things.
As they wheeled him by his roses and his waterfall, in typical dad fashion, he wanted to make sure the transporters saw the waterfall and liked it. (:
Getting to come into his home, his family room, by his fireplace, with so many windows and trees, and the beauty of just being home with mom. What a gift. We’re so grateful to the Lord for bringing him home.
Please be praying for this big transition to go well, for the rest of the nurse slots to get filled (especially night nurses!), and for my dad to make a lot of progress quickly. Thank you to all of you who have been praying, continue to pray, and are walking with us. It means the world.
This has been a tough road, and we know there are a lot of things that will be overwhelming and great and tough now too, but to have him home. There’s nothing like it. There’s no place like home.