A Visit from My Parents

My parents came to visit us for a few days. We were so happy to have them in our house.
My mother cooked delicious meals for us and we had a great time eating them.

Gordon and my parents eating at our back yard.

My father got sick while visiting us. He suddenly had a Gout Attack. He had two of this attacks before so he knew the symptoms. His feet swelled, got purple and they hurt him very bad. It happened very fast. His feet got very bad in just a couple hours. He was in so much pain. We had to call his doctor back in Sacramento in the middle of the night and were able to get him on a medication to help with the gout attack and the pain. We had to help him walk every time he needed to walk. But he was in good spirit and enjoying the visit. He is a good patient:-) He did not want to miss anything. He participated in everything.

My sweet parents and I.

They were not able to come to church with us like we planned because it was hard and painful for him to walk. He was trying to not do much walking and rest his feet because he wanted to be able to walk better the next day for the reunion with his sister Marta in San Diego. (His sister Marta, her husband Beto and Janet one of their daughters had come to San Diego from Miami for a business trip for just a few days. The plan was to meet with them for a day). So they stayed home resting while Gordon and I went to church. We borrowed a wheelchair from our church for my father to use. The wheelchair helped him so much.

Dad eating some of Gordon's homemade popcorn.

His feet were hurting so much. He could only walk a few step and had to sit down.
We felt very bad for him. But he is a good patient. Very optimistic and positive. He wanted to enjoy every minute of their visit and did not want to miss in anything.