Chapter 36

Apr 9 at 7:11 PM

She took me back to my room where I set by the window moving my legs up and down in exercises that the physical therapist had told me to do. It would help strengthen my leg muscles so I could take more weight right now they only worked with me on the double bars I hoped to move to a walker soon. It might sound funny a twenty eight year old man looking forward to using a walker but the closer it got to the walker closer to crutches and closer to walking on my own. Then dancing around the stage again. I would get frustrated when they would have me only walk one or two steps and then bring me back even though I was exhausted I wanted to do more but they kept telling me if I did I could hurt myself. I just wanted to get this done get back on my feet and go home. I looked over as my tray was brought in the other problem the doctor was having with me is I had no appetite Doctor Markus said that was something that was normal. The meds that I had to take to keep from rejecting my kidney killed my appetite they were working on it but it still made it hard for me to eat or have any interest in food they brought in. Add in the food was downright disgusting looking. My mom offered to bring some of her homemade cooking in but Doctor Markus told her that it had to wait as since I had gone from eating so little while on tour and eating what they had in here whatever she made was just too rich for my stomach. Doctor Markus hadn't removed the feeding tube I had gotten when I had been at deaths door so it helped a bit not that I liked it that much. It was uncomfortable at points but it filled its purpose. I asked him a couple times when it would be removed he told me once I started eating better and I gained at least twenty five pounds. Which brought me back to forcing myself to eat what was on my tray that was brought in. Thankfully today was soup and sandwiches with some chips. After I finished my lunch I went back to working on the notepad. I had almost a full pad of songs already wrote down.

The other thing that had been on my mind was the trial though my parents and Richie didn't think I knew too much about it I did. Granted I had been not in the best of health when it all came about with the arrests but still I knew that Richie would probably have to testify I was assured by my pop I wouldn't as all the signed papers put tell to that. That and I was not well enough to be dealing with the stress as my doctor put it. I went back to writing. ….

A week later the nurses were all having a small farewell party for me. I was to be going to the Ortho Center which was about forty minutes away from my home. D had came to see me and helped me get ready to go. She had been there by my side the whole time quite and assuring. I loved my wife with all my heart and I had put her through hell this year I promised her as they got me ready to go that I would work hard to get back on my feet. Her hand brushing through my new hair cut. I had asked my pop to cut my hair for me as being in the hospital my hair gotten longer than I had ever thought. It was now shorter than it had been with bangs over my eyes and just a but above the collar of my shirt. It was a lot easier to take care of that was for sure. Dressed in blue jeans and a sweatshirt with keds on my feet setting in a wheelchair waiting for me ride to get there. The Center was sending a van to get me as it was just policy. I had thought I would be going via my parents or someone but nope. I took a deep breath as it arrived ready to start on the next step of getting myself on my feet.