It was with an extreme mixture of emotions that I checked Dad out of the rehab center this past week.  He seemed to be doing so well mentally, but limited exercise was rapidly becoming a pitfall.  Although he had both a Physical Therapist and an Occupational Therapist, neither seemed to be working him to the extent he worked himself, just the weeks leading up to his pneumonia.   And no therapy on the weekends made me feel like we were losing ground. Continue reading →