Hey Good Lookin'

Not much changed with dad's health today...but he certainly got a new look. He finally got a good shampoo (not one of those weak, hospital bed shampoos), a hair trim, and was wearing a button-up, collared shirt. For the first time in two months, he looks like Pops again. So exciting! For the short time I was with him today, he seemed in good spirits, working hard on his hand exercises, and quite happy with his fresh GQ look.

Mom had some big decisions to make regarding the power chair that will be custom made for him to go home in. Dad will be so proud to know that she pimped it out with the best wheels, good lookin' rims, and, of course, the fastest motor. After first choosing the 'normal' motor, she decided that there's no way Pops would want the 'normal' motor. So she went back and ordered the fastest motor possible...it goes 8 miles per hour. Sounds unimpressive, but the average human walks quickly at 3 miles per hour. Whoa, baby. If you know him at all, you know how he loves fast cars and big horsepower...and he's gonna be sooooo happy with mom's change of heart. If he's going to be in a wheelchair the rest of his life...we want him to have the joy of having the fastest one on the road. God love him.

Our God is big. Our God can move mountains. If it's His will, maybe we'll see a miracle in dad's limbs. If not, we'll be forever running trying to keep up with him in his sweet ride...

And that's a sweet picture to imagine...