Hardest night and toughest morning yet. Realization that I am for the most part alone –and responsible for my own care– sinking in hard. Almost folded this morning. But that is now a few hours in the past and I am now warm and sitting in the sun, Ramone & GoGo nearby, just like they were in this shot taken in the hospital, a couple of weeks ago. — at Mission Veijo, California.
Thank you all again for EVERYTHING… your prayers, your calls, your visits, your thoughts. They’ve all carried me through in what I alone made into a very difficult time for me. Until recently — VERY RECENTLY– I was ready to throw in… the towel. Tonight, on the eve of my 52nd Birthday, I am ready…
Bolt upright in bed. Wracked by intensely deep and painful spasms in my quads, hams, butt & feet that had me screaming into my sheets for nearly 20 minutes. Now, just laying here. Basically afraid to move. The ward I am on is dark and eerily quiet. I know, I know, I gotta man up…
Sitting in front of the space heater, shivering off last night’s sweat-soaked “sleep.” struggling to find the inspiration to face another day. I shall prevail. I shall prevail. I shall prevail.
Tubes unhooked! (well, except for the one that’s still ticking out of my neck) (And yeah , lots of tubes) on the road to recovery I think. Soon will be getting up and about to see how the surgery really went. But in the meantime –and most important of all– LOOK WHO CAME TO VISIT…
Well, the hits just keep on comin’! As do the free nights at the fabulous Cedars-Sinai Resort Hospital. (well, I guess not “free” if you’re Blue Cross. ha!). All kinds of good stuff going on here but doesn’t mean I don’t want visitors. ENTERTAINING ones especially! hit me up on Message…
I can’t believe the photo on the left was taken just 2 weeks ago, at a house where I was renting a room. Freezing and in terrible pain. It seems like a year ago. At the risk of sounding dramatic, I thought I was dead at any moment. The …photo on the right is minutes…