Going Home.......Minus One

      I've lost count how many times I've come home from the hospital. In the two and a half years I've had this infection in my leg it's been at least six or eight times, maybe more. Each time I hoped it would be the last time. .....This time though it was looking pretty good.....

Did I.....Or Did I Not............Part 1

      Did I or Did I Not....Become addicated to the pain medication? That's the question. You tell me, Did I or Did I Not. Leave me a comment telling me what you think and later I''ll tell if I did or not. It's quite a story. And to the people that know me personaly and know my story, "Don't give it away."
               Let me know what you think........

As Bugs Bunny would say,"What's up Doc"

     I was out of surgery, out of recovery and back in my room by 2:30 that afternoon.Of course I don't remember getting back, this is what my wife told me later.

The Last..........One More Time

    I'm going back into the hospital again, and it's going to be very hard to put into words how I was feeling that morning. This time to have my leg taken off. ( still hard to use the word amputation ) All I wanted was for the pain to stop. ....Just one more time....It just had to stop....

Man's Best Friend

Man's Best Friend

     
    I came home after they fused the knee not a happy man. I wasn't seeing any light at the end of tunnel and hadn't for a long time. I was still in a lot of pain and I was  starting  to worry about  the amount of pain medication I was taking. It   was a lot! My wife worked during the week. That left  my grandson and he was in school every day.