This blog is from Seth tonight.
This picture is of me after a crash on a snow sled. No harm done. Just a couple minutes of digging snow out of my ears and I was back to normal. Not like this time.
With respect to how things are here at Kindred, I've had a number of friends come to visit and all seem to be surprised at how "normal" I am. Admittedly, my three front teeth are gone and I look like a hick in that regard. Otherwise, things look pretty normal. My legs aren't casted, rather there is a fair bit of titanium that's been inserted under the surface. I'm looking forward to being able to stand up which the docs will let me do next week. Up until now, its been wheelchairs. I can talk, laugh, joke, cry with the best of them. Most of the therapists think I'm one of their more rambunctious and humorous patients...or a general pain in the ass! Other than a velcro brace on my left leg, there's no cast or stitch. That said, I've got a boatload of notable scars on my legs and hips. I've heard the operating table for orthopedic doctors appears more like a construction site than a surgical labratory. When they described inserting the titanium rod inside my right femur, even I was feeling a bit queasy. And then I just found out yesterday that I had 6 broken left ribs and my nose did indeed get a fracture. I hope this is approaching the end of the long list of damage to this old body of mine!
I looking forward to having Jody stay with me tonight. We are planning to watch Spiderman and just experience as normal an evening as one can while perched in a hospital room. Good night!