Saturday, April 26 and still here...

Another week has flown by and I am still alive and moving well. Rehabilitation is going OK, but I hurt after each session. I think this means I am improving, but it is sometimes hard to tell. My right shoulder hurts more than it has lately and I don't find any of my work out exercises that cause pain when I am doing it. It hurts now to reach out to something with my right arm and I don't know why. This must mean something, but I am not sure why.
I went to see my old cub scout troop graduate to the boy scouts on Tuesday. My friend Keith is running the troop now and he seems to handle this well. There were some people there that were glad I was able to make it and talked about the scare they all had when I was down. They said many prayers for me. Those combined with all of my other friends and family members prayers that were pulling for me. I was not real sure they even knew about my accident, but Keith and Sheryl made sure everybody knew where I was and how I was doing. I got several hugs from some of these parents and the support they showed made me feel good. I helped these kids for over a year and got to watch these kids grow up some. It made me feel good to see them make this transition in scouts.
On Saturday, we went to see one of Megan's friends get married. Jamie's Dad talked to me about his concerns for me after my accident, too. We saw many people there that we had not seen in quite a while and this was good, too. Some people looked familiar, but some I could not remember their names. Betty helps me here all the time. She knows how my mind works and doesn't work. I am not sure how she knows, but she does. My memory, especially with names, is not like it used to be. I am hoping with time, that it will come back better. Only time will tell for sure.
I noticed over this last week, that I don't limp as much as I once did. As a matter of fact, I only limp when my body gets tired. If I do too much, my pelvic area lets me know. I would like to think rehabilitation is helping here. I still have pain when I climb up ladders and down them still hurts, too. I know my ability to do stairs is improving, too. I can go up stairs to my bed room with little or no pain and I don't have to use the hand rail. I am slow going up and down, but this is good to me. If I could just figure out how to make my broken tail bone quit hurting, I would be much better off. It still is hard for me to reach something on the ground and if it weighs much, there it stays. I know better most of the time not to try to lift anything heavy. The pain is not worth it!
So as you can tell, I am still getting better, but still have a ways to go to be "me" again. God is helping me here and will work with me to get better. I am so thankful to Him for this assistance. He is still trying to help me improve my temper, though. I don't realize it, by Betty tells me. If I try to get to something and can't, I still get angry. Sometimes I see this and sometimes I don't. If I am looking for something, my mind does not help here and I will loose my temper trying to find it.
If you are one of the people that still read this, I want to say thank you for still caring. I keep thinking that I should quit writing here, but people tell me once in a while that they still read these. Some are friends and some are family. This is my way of telling you where I am and how I am improving and to point out some of my faults as I see them or get told about them.
Thanks for being there for me in love and prayers. It means the world to me and this will always be a part of me.
Love you all so much,
Mark