White Dog and I are overjoyed that we can at least be together for part of each day as I continue to gain strength in rehab. The facility allows her to come and encourage me to work hard so that I can get home soon. I feel like Tinkerbell in the children's story Peter Pan when those who believe gave her life. The loving concerns of White Dog, Steve, my wonderful DWB family and so many others, I believe, literally have saved me. I am so grateful for you all and I know I am incredibly blessed. Never did I dream that a "simple" case of pneumonia could be so tenacious - lasting so long, causing atrial fibrillation (which sent me to the hospital), and ending up with congestive heart failure. Long term prognosis is that I will return to full health. The short term rehab is to build my strength enough so that I can safely get back to White Dog and Steve at home. I miss you all and have only paper and pen with which to "blog" since the rehab's Wi Fi blocks my access to Blogspot and Facebook, so I must rely on White Dog to guide Steve as my spokesman. Know that my feelings for you go beyond appreciation. You give me motivation and power, but I want to especially thank you for the outpouring of love you have sent to White Dog during all of this . . . it has been a very difficult time for her. I cannot wait to sit at the computer with White Dog on my lap updating her diary and catching up on the adventures of each of you . . .
With your continued positive energy, that day is soon.