Tuesday, Feb 26 and still moving along

I has been over a week since i wrote in an update, but this finds me doing OK. I went to rehab once last week and it went good. It makes me hurt some the next day, but this tells me I am moving forward. I can live with this. Every day I wake up breathing on my own its a good sign! I plan on going to rehab tomorrow to move some more.
Betty and I went out of town this past weekend to see some family on my Mom's side. My Aunt and Uncle along with two cousins, one wife and three second cousins, too. It was a great time even though it was quite a drive to get there. Life is so much different there than is at home. Getting somewhere and time seem so important here, but there, these two items are much less important. It has always been like there. I think this is one of the things that mean so much to me when I visit. We sit around a lot and enjoy visiting with each other. I think it was three years ago last time I was there. This was Betty's first visit there. It is like when I see my family on the Bradley side. I get so excited inside over seeing people I have not seen in a while. Then, if this was not enough, I got several birthday cards from many special people. Nora sent me one as did Linda Kay. I also received one from Mom and Dad, too. I got some in e-mail from several others that knew when it was. All of this attention used to drive me nuts, but these days, it is good to be remembered and here to enjoy them. Most of these notes have so much meaning in these words that are included. This makes me feel great. I even got two special notes from several friends that meant well, too. One was from my first girl friend that has known me forever and is friends with Betty these days. This girl was special to me in the 6th and 7th grades. We have stayed in touch since then. The other one was a girl I knew from when I worked in the lab at work. She was a student co-op working with me in my last year there. She has a super sweet husband and two special children that mean the world to both of them. They live in Tennessee but she said she was coming to town to see her parents in Galveston. I did not realize she knew about my accident, but Betty said she told her. So, see, getting older is not always a bad thing. From my point of view, having another birthday was the greatest gift God could give me. I love you all so much. Don't be afraid to ask God for help when you need it. He is the One that kept me here.
Mark 2/26/08