" Not very damn good." But to Fred and I he seems stronger each day.
We are just home now from spending a few days with him over Christmas. It was the most relaxed and stress-free Christmas I have ever had. Dad napped, Fred read and I knit. Salmon fillets and salad for dinner. We did have a Christmas Cake Contest for our Christmas Dinner Dessert. Unlabelled, on each person's plate, were two pieces of cake: One piece of my fruit cake and one piece from my friend Marie's fruit cake. Two out of three voted for Marie's cake. Guess I gotta' get that recipe.
Here is Dad, in his own home where he still lives by himself, this morning emptying the dishwasher for the first time, post attack.
And here he is at the table with Fred.
He has already asked about going to a Jays game next summer and thinks he might enjoy a trip to the Magdelene Islands with his friend. And as we said good bye this morning, he was settling in to read a book about President Andrew Jackson on his Kobo. Go Dad!
Thanks again to all of you for your kind attention. A belated Merry Christmas to you all.