bigride could use our prayers (joyous update post 85)

I have been in the hospital and inpatient therapy/rehab for nearly four weeks now. I remember very little from my first few days in acute care. Afterwards, I learned that I was basically in heart failure and that my body was trying to shut down.

Well, after some divine intervention along with the skilled and compassionate efforts from the hospital staff and rehab staff, tomorrow I go home. They may have carried me out the door. Tomorrow, I'm walking back through the door.

I want to thank Rusty and his beloved Ruthie for all their love and encouragement. I also want to thank all those who offered prayers on my behalf and for your kind sentiments. I am forever grateful.

P.S. Three more thoughts.
1) I still ain't wearing pants.
3) Math is hard.


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I just got this from the man himself. Ruthie, Logan and I are overjoyed for and extremely proud of Paul.





"This is my view from my perch outside. I am way more active. No walker now; just a cane. I have lost 208 lbs. I work out 2X/day and have gained muscle while losing 10 inches off my waist. People who saw me at my worst use words like "amazing...unbelievable turnaround...miracle." I don't disagree, but i take no credit. Lots of people worked hard to keep me alive and the therapy professionals literally saved my life. I had little hope until they helped me get going. I still get choked up writing this text when i think of their loving support. They literally propped me up when i lacked the strength. God bless them. I love every one of them.

I also went out...away from my house...on a lunch date today...my first date in a long time...with an actual woman...not an imaginary friend. Amazingly, the more she gets to know me, the more she wants to hang out. Now that, my friend, is a miracle."
 
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