Back in early May, my Dad had a stroke thankfully not a severe one but bad enough. He sat in "his chair" for over 12 hours before he could call 911 for help, needless to say, too much time had past for him to be given TPA. He then spent 6 weeks in a wonderful rehab facility in Mesquite, TX, and is now home. He is walking now without the use of a walker and his right arm/hand are getting stronger everyday. He still has a long way to go, and the doctors are still recommending he not live alone. (Mom passed away in 2008) My sister Karen has been living with him this summer, but will be retuning to work once school begins in late August. (Did I mention he lives in Dallas, TX) More decisions to make...
Now comes July...This is the house my husband grew up in, it's in northern New York State. His Mom is in her mid 80's and also cannot live alone. She is going to be living with her youngest daughter Sue, in Ohio. The past two weekends were spent cleaning out her house of 57 years, and getting it ready to sell.
My husband Dan is one of six, all his siblings were all there to help along with four of us "outlaws". We had a huge 4 day moving/garage sale, then last Sunday closed the front door for the last time.
