We continue to be blown away by my father’s physical condition. His TAVR surgery had more impact than anticipated. When people talk about miracles of modern science they’re talking about what happened to my father.
Last night he walked upstairs after some TV watching (they don’t play MSNBC this much in MSNBC’s control room!). Stef, who is visiting and was upstairs in the loft, asked if he had taken his pills?
She offered to go get them, but he just turned around, walked down, took his pills and walked back up. This was unthinkable a month or two ago.
It’s tough to remember, but my father seems more fit today that he was five or ten years ago. More importantly, he feels the difference and is encouraged to go for more. We are pleased to help. It’s not like he’s training for a triathlon. His needs are small.
We plan on hitting the mall later today.