I think the font on my blog has been too small so I'm trying a new font today, slightly bigger - or so I hope. It doesn't look bigger now as I type but hopefully when I post it'll appear bigger.
So that's me and my dad. This was at my 5 year Cancer Free celebration party. My sister used to tease me, when I was little, that I was adopted. I didn't actually believe her, but a small part of me did wonder for a bit. Because in my family, I was the only one with blond hair and brown eyes. My mom's eyes are blue and my dad's are hazel, and my sister's are hazel. My dad had blond hair as a child but when I was a kid, that meant nothing to me. All I knew was what I saw. Now don't get mad at my sister, I never really believed it, I only just sort of wondered.
However now there's certainly no doubt. I look too much like my Father (and my Grandmother too) for there to be any question of paternity. LOL! As this pic shows.
He's doing well, he's at the Rehab place and he is supposed to start Therapy today. He's in better spirits since he's left the hospital, and he's eager to go home but that is likely at least a week away. Well, a week from when he arrived anyway so I don't see him going home before this Friday, and maybe not even that soon.
He's not on any IV's or monitors, which is great. He looks good and when I visited, we talked and watched the Russia/Czech Olympic hockey game. Good times.
-A
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