One morning I had a new vistor to see me. His name was John and he informed me that he was going to measure me for full leg braces and crutches. What a great day. I felt like I was making progress at break neck speed. Only a few weeks earlier I had moved to a wheelchair and now just the thought of crutches and braces made me smile from ear to ear. John said that it would take three to six weeks for the braces to be made. I had a new preoccupation and counted the days and weeks until he returned.
After months of me bugging the doctors about when could I go home-they finally said that once I was fitted for crutches and braces they were throwing me out-Oh Happy Days! That was the best news of my short life to date.
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