London saw me fall the night of the Fourth of July. They took her inside before the paramedics arrived, but she knew I was hurt pretty
badly. On her first few visits to the hospital and nursing home/rehab center, she was a little tentative. She knew I had some bad
"boo-boos" on my feet, and that I was in a strange place! But once she learned that she could ride or push my wheelchair
around, she became much more relaxed in her surroundings! She got a kick out of pushing her great-Grandmother
down the hall! Seeing her precious face just lit up my world while going through rehab!!
Can't wait to be out of these two air-casts, so I can take her swimming!!!

My life in rehab... ;-)