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“I'll be using a walker and my own two feet. They're getting stronger every day. But I still find it perplexing that they don't work the way they used to.”
I'm going home.
I've gotten in and out of the fake car and fake bathroom. I've done the stairs, played balloon volleyball, and exercised 'till I'm sore. I'm nowhere near 100 percent, but they think I'm ready to go back home.
I'm a little nervous, to be honest. No more wheelchair. They're sending one home with me, but I don't plan to use it.
I'll be using a walker and my own two feet. They're getting stronger every day. But I still find it perplexing that they don't work the way they used to. What happened?
I know the medical answer to that, of course. It's the greater question that's on my mind. That question that we've asked so many times before. That question for which there is no answer.
How did this happen?
That's something to think about while I'm practicing with my walker.
7:15 AM ET | 02-29-2008 | permalink

