Thanks so much, I'm gad to be here, too.


Working on my motivation sometimes. Sometimes I think I've misplaced it.

But not for relearning to walk, speak more clearly, etc.

My therapists like my attitude, and improvements. So does my sweetie.

It's good to be among friends.

Fledgling

The folks here, especially you, have been my mainstay.

In my first two weeks in Rehab, as an in-patient, a little lady named June kept me going.

She had brain surgery and someone had cut her hair 1/4" long all over head so it wouldn't tangle in her stitches.

It suited her, and she lost about 20 years in her appearance. She didn't look 80, at all.

Several times per day she went for walks, even to the beach on the lakefront.

She was concerned for losing her memory, and one day said the words "Tai Kwon Do" all the way back to hospital, so she wouldn't forget a demonstration she had seen on the beach.

We all ate our meals together and no one sat to a meal alone when June was there. She was always aware of the needs of others, and quietly went to help.

I phoned her at home the other day, and she is fine, back with her beloved husband.

I said "Tai Kwon Do" to her and she remembered.

June was my mainstay when I was an in-patient.

It works wonderfully when patients help each other.

These days, twice a week, I walk up to where the in-patients take their meals together. It's wonderful therapy and one never forgets.

The first thing one learns in Rehab is to dress for meals. Pretty good when you have been in acute care till you are ready to rejoin the world.


Instead of Obstetrics I now think Rehab is the happiest branch of medicine.

Love, Donna.

Fledgling

I am complimented. Thank you.

We are all the same, you know...just at different stages of our lives.


I've been talking to one of the physical therapists I see as a hospital outpatient.

About six years ago he went off a 50 ft. cliff on a snowmobile.

That wasn't so bad because he felt as though he was flying. It was the sudden stop at the end that changed his life.


He had been a mechanic as his occupation.

Restoring his upper spine and his torn arm muscles, he became friends with his therapist, and decided to become one himself.

Today he told me that being a therapist is far easier than being a mechanic.

Cars change every year and mechanics must relearn each new model, as well as the old ones.

People remain the same, improving as they learn more each year.


Even simply mentioning a part, or a function, causes a person to notice, and improve, that part of themselves.


We really don't have to 'examine' or 'explain' ourselves, or others, nearly as much as we do...answers come simply from asking questions of the universe, or ourselves, or whatever. ...I think it is awareness of the questions that attracts the learning we need.

Questions we got...haven't we?


I am so pleased to know you.

My best,

Fledgling