Yesterday John brought the truck that tried to kill me to the facility so I could see if I could climb in and get out safely. He also brought a handy-dandy little step stool he'd made (the truck is rather high off the ground.)
And as he and a physical therapist watched, I got in the truck, and out of the truck, and then did it all over again because it was so easy!
Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Wednesday is my Freedom Day!
12 comments:
WooHoo!!!!!
Ah, bliss! To be at HOME amidst the comfort and beauty.......and DON'T look at all the things you "should" be doing! So glad for you and your whole family.
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
YIPEE!!!! So glad for you Vicki!
How wonderful! I am so happy for you!
Vicki, you must be over the moon...and it's a full moon, too.
I am imagining what sort of welcome the dogs and kittehs are planning. xo
Oh Vicki I am so happy for you......woot woot
YES! So happy for you!
This is the best!
Wonderful. Best wishes to you and John for a fine home coming.
Dear Vicki
So very glad you will be home when you read this!!! Whatever healing you have left will only be incidental by being with John and your 2/4 footed family. I can only begin to imagine all the joy in your home this holiday. Have a wonderful Christmas...
Yay for Vicki Yay Yay! Home for the holidays in the best sense. Sending a big hug (easy on the shoulder) over the internet! xoxo
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