After 55 days of being away I am finally home. Dad drove me to Coloma from Stanford on Tuesday afternoon after the docs gave me the OK. It is so good to be here I have trouble finding words to express it. It is fall and the valley is beautiful. I get to see my girls every day and be a part of their lives again. I am feeling much better than I did when I left; I am pretty much independent around the house. I am just glad to be alive.
Now I work on recovering. That means rest, exercises, walking and rest. The other challenge is re-integrating into the family unit. Lots has changed in the way we do things in the last 10 months and now it is changing again. That is going to take some work. I'll write more about it soon. For now, I am home and I feel like the luckiest man in the world.
That is all I've got for now. I'll be back with more ramblings soon.