Home

I was released from the hospital today. What a relief. My last two days were spent with no internet access and iffy television service. Boredom was a major issue. But I am officially in what I will call phase two of recovery. Phase one, getting medically stable and the wounds non infected, is complete. This was hard physically and hospitalization miserable. Phase two, months in bed at home dependent on others has just begun. This will require great inner discipline and fortitude. In some ways this second phase is going to be the hardest. I am home yes but can so virtually nothing to help myself. But I am home. I have real internet and email access. I will eat healthy foods and be able to have a beer with dinner. My dog Kate is at my side, though a bit confused by my bed. Speaking of beds, I am set up in my living room. In short, I have all the trappings of normalcy but am far from normal. This is the new reality I must adapt to. Adapt I will. I have been doing it for the last 32 years and am good at it--as are most people with a disability. There is much more to detail but I am too tired and want to answer a few emails. Better days are ahead as are hard times. What a trip I am about to undertake.