Friday, November 23, 2007

The day after

I don't know how I do it, but yesterday was another later night for me, I'm usually fast asleep by 9 every night (we get up at 4 every morning). We got home after 11 and asleep by midnight. Our day started at Emily's parents for a delicious meal prepared by her father, who I swear puts Martha Stewart to sgame, not just his food but the whole presentation. I try to watch what I eat usually, yesterday I watched it go onto my fork and into my mouth. We finished our time there with some good conversation and even better desserts, thanks for the 'lemon lush' recipe Ginger. We then were on the road to my sisters for some more conversatio. Ok, let's be real, more food and then some conversation second. I snacked on a few different items then were at Em's parents-calamari and shrimp and then some more dessert. My sister had some of her wonderful Shortycake cookies to nibble on. After some time we headed home for our night of rest. Tonight we'll be heading down the street for the annual Christmas parade and then our dinner at Barolo's a gem of a restaurant in Joliet.

Saturday, November 10, 2007


It definitely was a late nught, but well worth it. Seeing old faces was cool. Some people changed and others not so much. I recognized sme right away and others still not so sure. Even still it was a good time. I was afraid my wheelchair might be an uncomfortable thing. Not in the least though, no one made me feel uncomfortable about it. Anywho. `~~It was fantastic to talk to old football teammates:one of which we found out works at Central with Emily. Many other good friends: Vicky is now a dentist, Martino a cop and many others. Kristy, Janine, Amy, Sandi, Pam and everyone else that made last night a success, my hats off to you. I debated going like others did, but I'm so glad I attended and saw everyone. Looking forward to eeing some of you again.

Friday, November 09, 2007

10 Years

You are as old as you feel. Although I do agree with that statement, I feel age is creeping up on me. Tonight is my 10 year high school reunion. I can't believe it's been 10 years already. Maybe making that statement is a bit of denial. Thinking about all that has happened since high school makes me realize it really has been 10 years. I'm not posting today to dwell on all the stuff that has happened in my life or to wonder where the years have gone. I'm excited to see old faces again. I must admit a little nervous too. Maybe the nerves come from seeing everyone again from a different perspective, my wheelchair. Who really cares I'm just more excited to see everyone. I'll plan on checking back in in after the reunion about how things went. If you're reading this and I graduated with you hopefully I'll see you tonight.

Friday, November 02, 2007

That little girl

I just got home from therapy about an hour ago. What a workout today! We did not do any standing, but worked mainly on my trunk. To be able to stand and then walk again it takes a lot of muscles. When healthy and walking you never think of it but there is a lot to it. Abs, back, glutes just to name the main ones. I say today is a great workout because I saw progress. When you see progress in an area you haven't in some time it feels good. Sitting on the low table I was able to control myself really well. I wasn't haphazardly falling all over the place. I was able to recover quickly and regain balance before falling on my side. Also we're talking about getting me into the pool for some aquatic therapy. So maybe in the next few weeks we can start that.

Today while I was in occupational therapy my heart was broken. While I sat working out my arms I felt these little eyes peering at me. I looked over and saw a little girl no more than three years old struggling to walk with a walker. I've had the joys of runing and playing sports and never having to think about the next step I was to take. It looks like this girl has never had those joys and I don't know if she ever will. My prayer at that moment was that if God could give her those abilities I would gladly take her infirmities and be trapped in this chair forever. Even now I'm broken up thinking of that little girl. I know it will not take me being trapped forever without the ability to walk so that girl could have a full life. I do think it does take that kind of prayer, that kind of passion to tap the heart of God. God, allow me that passion in every area of life especially my prayers.