Not the Cat

So I recently wrote about the three events in the family that had recently come our way fulfilling dad's theory that things "come in threes."  If the number really is three then I have decided that the Lost Cat does not count.  

Over a week ago dad came down with a cold.  A few days later mom took Dad to the Doctor. While the Dr. prescribed antibiotics, she also determined that something else was going on. Dad admitted to having limited vision in his right eye.  Test revealed that he had suffered a mini stroke that effected that eye. As a result he is currently restricted from driving, off of work and undergoing a variety of other test. 

Meanwhile Peter is still mad at my position regarding Military School.  I am holding my ground and seeking the funds for his Sophomore year while taking him peace offerings in the form of Oreos, Ramen noodles, chips and Gatorade.  I can tell he is struggling and sometimes it is really hard to be able to do little more than pray.  I have heard for years how prayer is the most important thing I can do for him. However as a "doer" and a "helper" sometimes it is really challenging to rely upon prayer when what you want to do is "fix it."

Larry is making progress though it is slow.  Mom said she likes the therapist who work with him and was encouraged by what she saw today. He fed himself most of his dinner this evening however it required a lot of effort on his part. Movement was seen in his right leg for the first time this week.  He is yet unable to readjust himself in his bed or sit up independently Larry's days as a resident of therapy are close to ending when he will become a nursing home resident receiving therapy.  There is a lot of paper work involved in that change.Our desire is that this process goes smoothly.  Mom says that for Larry to be able to return home he needs to be able to gain enough use of his legs and arm to use his walker. That is the goal that they are working towards.

And no, Felix Adidas Kitty never turned back up.