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Sunday, June 16

 Yesterday I used my freedom-from-seclusion to leave my room and, in a wheelchair pushed by Eric, go with him to a sunny outdoor area. We sat by a large enclosure housing dozens of parakeets chattering away as they flew about. Felt great to be out in the sun and fresh air. Later in the day I did the same thing with Xan. Again, a pleasure.

  I’m feeling good despite my physical difficulties.. I’m deeply appreciative of all the support I’m getting from friends, family, and fellowship (3 f’sP. The visits from Eric, Xan, Gail and others from near and far lift my spirits. The many notes, texts, and emails expressing caring/concern  A list of people ready to step into driving when Gail is not available. People who ask what they can bring me or do for me. Eric, for example, has provided soy sauce, packets of my favorite tea, and sani-wipes. A longtime friend brought me some cake. People have offered to bring special meals to me, which I would accept if I weren’t as pleased as I am with the meals provided by this facility. And the fact that I’m seeing clear evidence of my physical progress, thanks to the excellent physical therapy I’m getting. 

Tomorrow, Monday, I have my appointment with the surgeon who operated on my right knee. I’m hopeful and anxious, looking at the possibility that he’ll say my knee is sufficiently healed that the steel fixator can be remove and I can go home (with lots of cautions and provisos). Or he may say no, I need more time at this rehab facility, more time for healing, before I can go  home. We’ll see.


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