In January, Pops had a scary week at home before going to the hospital (in an ambulance!) to discover he had an infection that had settled in his spine. After surgery on his back just a few hours after arriving, Dad would spend a week in the hospital and then three weeks at a physical rehab center. Kurt came straight into town the night of the surgery and being all together through the diagnosis, the waiting, the surgery, and the recovery was such an incredible blessing.
We took turns going to visit him over the next few weeks, bringing him crossword puzzles and m&m's and the cheer of 100 grandchildren, watching him slowly but steadily improve.. Thank God!! And one month later, he was finally well enough to come home!!!!
And we threw a party!!
With all the colorful balloons, banners, and posters in hand, we waited outside in the road..
the road to recovery. ;)
And we were so excited when we saw the truck turn down the road!!
Yelling and cheering Pops and Grammie on!!
Soooo happy that they were back!!!!
Grant went running over to their house and fell on the way.. and was too cute laying there in that grass!!
Jenny brought over a prize, Mom organized Dad's meds, and the kids all took turns riding on Pops's new walker, hahaa!!
As difficult as the past month had been for Dad, we were so very thankful that he had been taken care of, that his back was healing nicely, and that he was finally home. Home to watch the grandkids play in the backyard, home to eat lots of Mom's vegetable soup, home to keep a hidden stash of chocolates and peppermints for all of his little visitors.
We love you, Dad, and are so thankful you're back!!