Testimony Time: These past few months have been a tumultuous time for me. Back in October...I found my dad unconscious on the floor and he was breathing erratically. We ended up calling the ambulance 3 times in one week after that and in all three of those times my dad stopped breathing. I never thought I would be seeing my dad in such a state. My first love...my best friend...my protector...lying in a hospital bed. He quickly recovered. And things were back to normal. ⁣ ⁣ Fast forward to April 2022:⁣ ⁣ I woke up to my mom screaming for my dad to get up. He had another episode again. We called the ambulance. He was in the hospital. Again. I was constantly having silent panic attacks. Scared to fall asleep just in case he stopped breathing again. Any time he would shift in the hospital bed I would wake up out of fear. I definitely suffered PTSD at that point. ⁣ ⁣ He had a CAT scan scheduled the following Monday. I stayed overnight and we spoke until we fell asleep. Morning came too soon and it was time for his CAT Scan. He called out to me but they were already wheeling him out before he could hear me say I love you. I woke up to a nurse telling me that my dad stopped breathing and they had to resuscitate him. He also suffered a stroke. My dad stayed in the ICU for a couple weeks. Hooked up to a ventilator with a feeding tube in his nose. He was paralyzed on his right side. Every day was a daze. ⁣ ⁣ They managed to get most of the blood clot out of his brain. My dad has always been stubborn...but this time I was grateful for it because it was his stubbornness that pulled him out of his state. He was able to start rehab and he has been doing well. He has even started eating solids now. But finally...my dad comes home today. God has kept my dad for me for a little while longer. Hang on daddy...we still have so much to conquer. It will always be Daddy Zo and ZaddyZo for life ❤️🤞🏾⁣ ⁣ ZaddyZo 💋 ⁣