I've been in a wheelchair since I broke my left leg in two places last July 29, 2008. Today I WALKED out of the nursing home and I WALKED into my house! I've had such good care at Canon Lodge and I've worked very hard daily to rebuild my strength, my balance, my stamina and endurance. I have diabetes, and I've been taking better care of myself since I learned the technique of "carb counting" from the Diabetic Care Center while I was hospitalized in Pueblo in March.
Here's a picture my daughter Becky took as I was walking into my house at noon today. She was sure proud of me.
As soon as I got inside and was able to sit down I called my brother in Derby, Kansas. I haven't been able to (nor have I wanted to) use a phone since the end of March, so we had a lot of catching up to do.
My daughter Becky took some pictures as I was going to lunch today, before we left the nursing home. This is a picture of me with my two dining buddies, Ken Wilson and Gene Crawford. Becky's going to take me back over there next Friday so we can visit and eat together again. They don't get any other visitors.
I was happy to get a visit before I left from Allen Stecklein, at left, who performs around the area as "The Whistling Cowboy". He offers a very spiritual musical program and is such a great entertainer.
I had such good visits with my friend Ruby, in the picture here with me. She's the Activity Director at Canon Lodge, and also serves as the driver when needed. She took me to a doctor's appointment and a concert, but mostly what I enjoyed was her personal visits and encouragement. She's a treasure and I'm going to miss her, as well as many other wonderful friends I made while I lived there.
A nurse is coming to my house twice a day to change the dressing on the wound on my right ankle. And my daughter's going to visit me daily, so I'm happy at my house and I'm sure I'll get along okay in the days ahead. I'll post another update by the end of the week to let you all, my dear friends, know how I'm doing.
I want to close by saying thank you very much to you, my dear friends, for your prayers, good wishes, thoughts, cards and letters. It's a miracle that I've been able to come back home. Last Feb. the doctor told me he didn't think I'd survive a surgery because of my weak heart and coronary artery disease. Then he thought if I survived, he'd have to amputate my toes or my lower leg. I haven't had anything amputated and I'm out of that wheelchair and I'm walking! I know it was PRAYER that made the difference. Prayer and the love and support of my family and friends. Thank you all!