|Walking buddy Jared|
does make blacktop exciting!
Instead it reminded me that -- in the company of the right people -- even a stretch of blacktop can be exciting!
In other words...
It's not what you know or where you go; it’s who you’re WITH!
In late December 2010, about 7 weeks after the accident, I landed in the rehab hospital. The dining room there was like a scene from Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. At mealtimes, patients arrived in power wheelchairs and manual ones. They propelled themselves on gurneys. Some even wheeled down in their hospital beds. And in the midst of all that traffic was Ed.
Ed was a volunteer who worked the breakfast and lunch shifts. But really, he was so much more. Ed remembered every patient's name, what they liked to drink, and where they liked to sit. He introduced new folks. He made light conversation. He just loved to be there!
Clumsily, I steered my wheelchair into the dining room, skimming door frames and table corners. (I'd had my "driver's permit" for less than 2 hours.)
Ed greeted me like an old friend. He found me a place to sit. He introduced me to Beth, Robin, and Val. We were all different ages, of different backgrounds, and hospitalized for completely different reasons. If we'd found ourselves standing at a bus stop together, I'm sure we wouldn't have said a word. But this time, not one of us was STANDING.
So spurred on by Ed's friendliness, we started talking. And wouldn't you know, breakfast turned out to be the best 30 minutes of each day!
We laughed in the face of uneven curbs. We halted mid-sidewalk for goofy self-portraits.
|A chat with Deb is like a vitamin;|
it just boosts my whole day!
A hospital meeting brought us back to familiar ground, and staff who -- no surprise -- approached me like old friends!
There's my pal Pisey, who showed me the ropes from the very beginning. He just makes it all look EASY!
And this motley crew...
Ann, on the left, is just now finding her stride. And we’ll all be walking along with her!