It's been almost a month since Tatay had his stroke. He has an
appointment with his rehab doctor this coming Wednesday so she can
check his progress.
I have a feeling she's in for a surprise.
Since we last saw Dr. Alviar, my father's speech has returned to
normal. He no longer struggles to find the right word for something,
and he can outtalk Nanay and me. (As for Anne...well, nobody can
outtalk her I think.
) Tatay's smile isn't lopsided anymore. We constantly try to find ways of making him laugh just so we can see him smile.
The past few days, we've seen him stand for longer and longer periods
of time. He can stand unassisted for forty minutes now. Two days ago,
he could already raise his right arm slightly. And he wiggled his toes
on his right foot the other day.
But even better than all of that--today, he discovered that he can move his right leg again!
I was keeping Tatay company in the green room while Anne and Nanay were
preparing lunch. I was typing something on my laptop, and Tatay was
praying quietly. When I looked over my shoulder, Tatay was lifting his
right leg and bending his knee. I called Nanay and Anne so they could
see, and we all had an impromptu celebration. Hugs all around.
We are thankful because God keeps His promises to His children. All
things do work together for the good of those who love Him (etcetera).
We are thankful because He answers prayers. We are thankful because He
continues to give us one miracle after another.
Tatay promised Anne we'd all eat out as soon as he can walk. I think it's time to start scouting around for a good restaurant.
