Susan, my miracle worker therapist, waving goodbye.
Just before we went to North Carolina last week, I had jury duty. When I went through security, as I expected, the alarms went off. After explaining that I have two artificial knees, the guard “wanded” me and asked if I were happy with the way they worked.
“Well, not entirely” I replied. “They have ruined my kick boxing career!” We laughed and I went to the courtroom to perform my civic duty. But it brought to mind the whole knee replacement experience, so I looked up this old post. It addresses my thoughts and raised awareness that resulted from my time in rehab after knee replacement 15 months ago.
Re-reading it did me a lot of good. Comparing the drug-dealing trial defendant with the hard working staff and others I met at the facility, helped reaffirm my conviction that most people are basically good. In this post, I hope you find some tidbit worthy of your time, whether or not you read it when it first appeared. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
June, 2010–After 3 days in the hospital and 14 days in rehab, I am finally going home. I can’t wait.
It’s not so much that I’m eager to leave this place as I am simply eager to go home. Rehab has been a very positive, educational and meaningful experience. I’ll come away from this place with more than a new knee.
This Latin charmer waxed eloquently on the joys of American citizenship and the hardship of spending most of his life in Cuba.
I’ve met incredible working women, seen patients with more challenges and courage than I hope to ever have need of, and watched residents in the final chapters of their lives, facing the end with a wide array of grace. They have enriched my life and given me a new appreciation for the blessings God has showered upon me. Here are a few of their stories. Continue reading →
