My Dad

My Dad was taken to the hospital the Saturday before Thanksgiving because he could not move his legs.
Weird huh?

They did an X-Ray and CT Scan and found a tumor that was "pinching" his spinal chord, therefore his legs were not receiving signals from the brain.

They started radiation and steroids that same day and he was admitted into
St. Joseph Hospital onto the same floor that my wife works on. That's a God thing!!

Anyway, he was there for about 3 weeks, with radiation and steroids every day.
They shrunk the tumor down to nothing. In fact, the last scan that they did, did not show anything. Again, a God thing.

He then went to Cardinal Hill for therapy. He was there for about 1 week and then they sent him home in time for Christmas. Once again, God!!

As you can see from the picture, he is able to stand with some assistance. This time it happened to be me and my "baby" brother.

My Dad means the world to me. He has taught me so many things that I can't even begin to name half of them. The most "fun" thing he ever taught me was how to fish. I still love to fish. in fact, this year I'm learning how to fly fish.

I love you Dad!