Thanks for your kind thoughts--it's nice of you and Jon and Bert to offer to help.
But really your posts are enough--they give me something to do and take my mind off things.
Amusingly, the legs and arms take a back seat to my bowels--I thought that I'd be keeping a noble stiff upper lip about all the broken bones, but instead I moan and whine about intestinal matters.
Fortunately, much of that is behind me now, as they say, and I celebrated a reasonably normal day with three victory laps around the facility in wonderful weather in my snazzy electric wheelchair.
