Sometimes it takes a third person to say something that is true but that no one has said is so. A couple days ago Dana was helping me fill out some forms for disabililty insurance, and she used this phrase: bedridden.
I guess I am, but I had always thought of it as staying on the land and not allowing this stroke from permanently sidelining my plan.
It is funny to think of all the different things people keep trying to impose on me and my rehabilitation. Some people want the Redemption Project to be bigger than me and keep going on (ie., the blog) without me… but I can’t even think about that. Some people want me to check into a nursing home, but this sounds like a big defeat to me, and I won’t even consider it. Even though they’d never admit it, some people want me to…
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