Those random hour phone calls

The ones I generally hate because they seem to never be good. Well this one was good and totally made my Monday morning. My mom called to say that my dad called her!!! He was able to use his right side enough to make a call. And he was grumbling about how hungry he was. He's no been cleared for some food, at least liquids, maybe the eggs he wanted, I'm not sure. But he was able to make a call and doing really well this morning. Such a relief to hear a hint of hope in my mother's voice. Word on the street is that if he continues to improve, he may be able to go back home in a few days. Keep those fingers crossed.