Arrived home from the rehab center on Christmas Eve and Amy and I went almost immediately to bed to rest. It’s been a long time away from home for me — almost three months — while recovering from severe injuries suffered in a motorcycle accident on Nov. 9 and it was good to be home.
The hospital stay — for the time being — is over but the intensive therapy continues on a right leg broken in many placed by crash on U.S. 221 south of Roanoke. I put the bike down to try and avoid a cow that had wandered on the road. Now therapists and doctors worked hard over the past several weeks to teach me to walk again and to reverse the damage from brain injury in the crash. I don’t know when I will be able to return to work and a normal life, assuming such is possible.
But I survived the crash. God does look over sinners and scoundrels. I pulled through thanks to the love of Amy — my wife — and the help, support from many good friends in Floyd County and the hard work of doctors, surgeons, plastic surgeons, neurologists and therapists at Carilion in Roanoke. Now it will be up to new therapists to finish the job.
And we made it home for Christmas.
Mary Christmas to our friends, family and everyone out there. I thank you for your support and friendship over the last several weeks. It means more to me than I can ever fully and appropriately express.