Update: I'm independent again!

I am walking with a cane (like the one picutred at right) and can drive now. On Wednesday morning, the day before Thanksgiving, I'll be walking out my front door, down the porch steps, down the walkway to my car which is temporarily, for convenience sake, parked at the end of it.
I'll drive the six-eight miles down the local “highway” to Kerrville, take the cut-off road to the southeast section of town where the hospital and my surgeon's office is (and the post office where I have some mail waiting) for my first out-patient appointment with him. I will get out of my car and walk into his office, unassisted. How exciting is that!












