I havent updated you guys in a while, so here goes. Im off my oxycodone and a couple other meds. Which is good, I want to be on as little pills as possible, but boy my back sure does start burning now and than. After my pull-up with my wheelchair like a million dollars ... Than slept for two days lmao. Tomorrow I go home, and Im so excited for that. Im excited to see my doggies, you dont realize how special your pets are to you until you cant see them for three months. Idk if this is a good or a bad thing, but I want to go to my crash site. Look for parts maybe I can keep, hang up on the wall as a reminder as to how I need to capture the best out of everyday because we never know when our perverbial sand in the hour glass has run out. Im going fishing in my boat, Im going to learn how to swim, or float with style sounds more realistic. One thing is for certain, while in these types of places you tend to latch onto the people who are helping you stay alive, you build relationships you could never dream of having in a normal world setting. They seem to be arm floaties that keep you swimming when you need it most. Theres no amount of words I can say, or actions I can do to repay the people who have helped me here. I had the best nurses back in ICU keeping me literally alive, keeping air in my lungs and thats a debt that can never be repaid. But all of my therapists have turned me back into a functional human being. A lot of you visited me while I was in the hospital, but wait till you see me now. When I came here I could barely move, took me forever to get around, constantly on blood pressure medication to keep me from passing out and falling on my face. Stiff as a piece of wood and achey all over. But now, almost five weeks later Im ready to attack the world with everything I have to make myself, those around me, and this world a better place. Im a billion times better than what I was. I never thought a person could progress so much in just a short time, gained weight, muscle, moved my feetsies, got a little more feeling than I had in ICU and have a fresh outlook on life. Although Im only going to be home for two or three weeks I want to do everything I can in that time. Jump right back into my old hobbies, do the things that put that big smile on my face. Except motorcycles, mommy says no more of those. So I guess Ill have to do like the last one and just show up with one lol. Altogether Im just excited, Im not even gonna worry about tomorrow because Im just gonna live in this moment for a little bit. Tomorrow I have to say my see ya laters. Im going to start saying that instead of goodbye. Goodbye means forever, see ya later is more fitting for the people in my life.
Posted on: Tue, 08 Apr 2014 00:04:27 +0000
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