Freedom

As you read this, I am now free from being in the rehab hospital!  Thank you God!

I needed those two weeks in there, I had to finish off my antibiotics to assure all that I am not contagious and to start on physical therapy to learn to live as an amputee.  I really hate the IV antibiotics, after three weeks on them my flesh, breath, sweat - everything I touched reeked of the chemicals.  Bleech!  And slowly across the past week the odor has been going away.  :)

And the therapy has really been kicking my butt for the past two weeks!

So, I am home again.  I have much to do now.  My life has been altered undeniably forever.  So on the one hand I need to start painting again and get some Christmas presents cranked out.  On the other hand, I am going to pass on to Goodwill all of my antique show stock.  Since I will not be able to do a show now until sometime in 2017.  Sigh ...

Then again, equally important to me is to become reacquainted with my friends.  But that might mean waiting until I am cleared for driving again - which ought to be a hoot.