I may be making it sound like everything is going easy but I have some pretty obnoxious pain when I get in the truck and drive.

Because of this, I've been allowing enough room so I don't have to hit the brake hard. Well, tonight I was driving 60 on I-240 and actually passed someone going SLOWER.

Talked to the volunteer firefighter who was first on scene after my accident.

Turns out they were dispatching to the wrong side of Goldsby and he corrected it because he had jogged past earlier when we were saddling up. That sped the response up a lot. Good neighbors are worth their weight in gold.

The home health physical therapist came by today,

evaluated my needs, gave me some exercises to work on, and said that I was already being active enough for this point in my healing. The hospital physical therapist had set me up for how to stand up, walk, stand still, sit down, etc. The home physical therapist expanded on that, gave me a picture of what my next 2 months or so will be like, and let me know that there are people behind me to help.

I'm not looking forward to the things I'll miss out on due to not being physically capable, but I'm not going to jeopardize my future by overdoing it, or trying something too soon. I think I have the right mix of impatience and common sense to have an efficient recovery.

A little freedom!

The IV has been removed at my request because the morphine wasn't doing anything for me and dragging that cart around was cramping my style. The needle is still in to make injections easy but I'm not constantly hooked up.

Before they disconnected it I walked to the elevators and back with a standard walker & then went from the room out to the hall and back with a 4 wheel walker. Then ate lunch and took a shower by myself. No morphine all day, just Tylenol and Lortab.

Hoping to go home in a day or two and then work at least part time next week. Short term plan is a nap right now. Thanks everyone for your thoughts and prayers.

Prayer request for myself

Friends, I just don't ask for prayer for myself. I plod through life helping other people.

But I'm writing this from a hospital room with 3 broken ribs and a pelvis with 2 breaks on 1 side & hairline cracks on the other. A horse we were training spooked and took off running. I lost the stirrip with one foot and couldn't stay in the saddle when she turned.

In the process of checking for head injuries, the cat scan showed a mass behind my left eye that has been growing for some time. The follow-up MRI was inconclusive so it will take more testing to find out how bad it is.

I've never been so uncertain about my future and it's a little scary. I'm learning how to use a walker and not put weight on the leg that doesn't hurt. Don't know when I can go back to work or what I'll do when I get there.

Thanks for reading and please keep me in your prayers.

Chuck Boyle