It’s been a long time, but I am back, at least back in business here.
Things took an interesting turn a few weeks after posting “The Happy in Happy Independence Day.” My gradually declining condition, traceable back to the meal that killed my Lady Anne and crippled me, caused me to pass out in my desk chair right at the end of July. I was found and ambulanced to the hospital with extreme dehydration, failed kidneys, and massive wounds eaten by sitting in my own fluids.
Just shy of dead.
More than half a year in the hospital (actually, three in succession) and intense rehab and ongoing wound care and other nursing care, here I am. But now, except for visiting nurses and frequent visits by a couple who are great friends, I am living alone in a tiny desert home, so far out in the boonies that Domino’s can’t find me. Other than mail and UPS and such, there is no food delivery here at all, and the closest restaurant is miles away.
I’ll tell more of the story if you’re interested, but in the meantime I am at the beginning of a long way back. And I shall not be wheelchair bound forever!
===|==============/ Keith DeHavelle