September 10, 2018

Let’s be honest, I’ve never been one to easily accept what I’ve considered to be ”stupid rules.” I’ve often challenged such rules and argued against them, but in the end, I just frustrate people and usually lose. Freedom is important to me. Freedom is important to society, but freedom is earned and at times there are purposes in its limitations.

Do you remember the first time you were allowed to cross the street without permission? How about staying up past your bedtime? I knew to look both ways when I was a child and knew if I stayed up too late there would be a consequence the next morning. Was it wrong for my parents to limit that freedom to do those things?

Why this musing on freedom? Since the stroke, there has been a severe limit to my freedom. If I could get out of this wheelchair, I wouldn’t be allowed to. There is still an alarm hooked to my shirt that will go off if I try. There’s also an alarm on the bed should I attempt to get out (but that isn’t really a possibility right now either). It honestly bothers me when they tell me not to stand and walk on my own knowing that I can’t do it even if I wanted to. The rules exist to keep me safe, not to be a barrier to my independence, but rather a vehicle to get me to that point.

I try to see the spiritual lessons within the practical aspects of life. There are plenty here. I shouldn’t be fighting with aspects of Christianity that I don’t necessarily like or with scriptural commands that seem impractical. Those things exist for my safety and to get me to the ultimate goal of being like Christ. I can think of plenty of other ways that could’ve learned or re-learned this lesson but and I’ll be content with what has come my way at least for this minute. #Goddidnotdothis #bodiesbreakdown #workinghardtogetbacktonormal #hardlessons #voicetotextisfrustrating

SGS Diet

September 10, 2018

I am on the third week of stroke recovery and the third week of stroke recovery and the second week in rehab. Ever want to lose weight? I don’t recommend the method but I found that SGS (stress, grief, stroke) seems to be very effective. I am down to 164 pounds from a high of 192 pounds. That seemed great until I realized that I can’t button my pants nor put a belt on by myself. Rehab is exhausting in my muscles are sore but I did walk a long way today with a cane. #nomarathonin2018#letsberealisticnomarathonever #nothingtodowiththestroke


September 9, 2018

Throughout this experience, I have felt a bit overwhelmed by the outpouring of love, prayer, and concern. Today has been no exception. I have plates of homemade chocolate chip cookies, a basket of pumpkin spice flavored snacks, and Amazon gift card from these two. I have a very old friend told me today that I was wealthy and relationships. I have to agree.

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Bed Alarms at 5AM and Dinner at 5PM?

I’m pretty sure that I am at least 20 to 30 years younger than everyone else who is staying here at the rehab hospital. This presents a few interesting challenges. Morning begins around here at about 6 o’clock when many of the elderly patients decide to break out of the confines of their beds thus setting off all their bed alarms at an ungodly hour. Mealtimes are also quite interesting, especially dinner which gets served between 4:30 and 5 PM. It seems the majority of the population goes to bed around 8PM when we are normally eating dinner at home. All of this made me think of a Seinfeld episode. Enjoy!



September 6, 2018


For those of you who know me well, this will come as no surprise. The four people that I’ve interacted with The most here at the rehab center are connected to me through mutual friends. It’s always interesting to find connections just by talking. This, in turn, is giving me ample opportunity to talk about what I do for a living and why I do it. As much as I hate being away from home I am seeing God work in good ways. The therapist worked me pretty hard today for about four hours. I am hoping that will help me sleep tonight. Since I’ve been in the hospital I’ve slept less than four hours night. Praying I get mobility back in my leg and arm soon. Thank you for the cards, visits, texts, phone calls and help with things around the house. We truly appreciate everything.


TRANSPARENCY  September 5, 2018

Little known fact, I can rarely go to the restroom in a public place. If we go to the movies I wait until the movie has begun. If someone is standing on the outside of the bathroom door at home I can rarely go (my daughter Katie finds this amusing and sometimes stands on the outside and knocks on the door or just talks to me for her own amusement). So now I have been thrown into a situation where I an having to go in front nurses, aides, and doctors. If that’s not bad enough I had to be showered today by a nurse. These are only big deals in my head, I can’t imagine people in situations that are not temporary and become a frustrating part of everyday life. I told my pastor today that I will never look at a person in a wheelchair quite the same, especially those who don’t look like there’s an issue. #humbled

Community in Action

September 15, 2018

I am now on a week countdown to go home. Bob Miller and Mike Thompson came out to the house this morning and built a ramp which will be very helpful. Yesterday I almost fell stepping over a sidewalk step and the threshold of the house. the therapist does not want me walking unless they are there, for now, it’s a wheelchair for the time being. We are very thankful for our church community for all the support and help they provided. We are also very appreciative of the wider circle of friends that have stepped in as well. I honestly had no concept of the depth of friends that I have. My perspective has certainly has been altered in a positive way.