Well, ladies and germs .... errrr, gentlemen(!), they have finally let me out of my cage. I'M FREE, I'M FREE. THANK GOD I'M FREAKIN' FREE!!! (Yes, I know I'm shouting. I just couldn't contain myself.) After over 16 months in rehab, I am O-U-T. Even though "they" fought with me long and hard, I won out. Actually, it took months for my stubborn head to wrap around the concept that, if you ain't gonna be happy being lead around like a little child for life, ya… Continue

Since the last time I blogged, there have been a few "glitches" in my walk through everyday life.



I'm still struggling with an infinitely stubborn administration and their darn policies. I have had to give up my right to charge my chair in my own room because of their stupid "policies." I now have to battle with some know-it-all security men who don't know beans about my chair. One stated that he wouldn't charge it when the power indicator read full. I told him that he had no right… Continue

The holidays have come and gone. It is fast approaching the end of January and my next visit to the wound clinic. I have a deep sense of dread in my guts.

My left foot is much worse. The right foot has healed. But now they want to put me in the hospital again. I am in severe danger of losing a foot!

My my sweet Jesus! It's going to happen one way or another! I have four choices. One is to go home and do nothing and let the infection run it's course and…

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Hospitalization #3



Back in and not enjoying it one bit. IV antibiotics again. This time, a bunch of other doctors were brought in for consultations. The one that scared me the most was the surgeon. It really hit me then that I could lose a limb or portion thereof. I hated it!! It took about 11 days before I finally went into surgery. After signing a revised Consent to surgery and/or amputation, I was wheeled off to meet my fate. When I woke, I found that the DR had done just a deep… Continue