Lifted from the Facebook timeline. Saturday, August 20, 2016..
Today's medical update contains a minimum of whining (I hope).
First, I still hurt but I’m definitely on the mend. Taking longer than I expected but I can see and feel the progress.
Second, and more important, thank you all for your concern, support, encouragement, advice, and well-wishes. You've done more than cheer me up. You're really helping with my getting better. It's that mind/body thing my friend David Weiss (which should be pronounced Wise) has opened my eyes to. I've also had the love and support of my wonderful family, starting with Mrs M and Ken and Oliver, Mom and Pop Mannion, my brothers and sisters and their spouses, Mrs M's family, and all my nieces and nephews. It's been great hearing from everybody. I especially enjoyed getting a phone call from our old pal Nancy Nall Derringer whose voice I don't get to hear often enough anymore.
Third, I want to give a special shout out to my worrywart Jewish uncle Mortie also known as Stephen Kuusisto. If Steve could have, he'd have checked into the hospital with me, set up a camp bed in my room, and rode herd on all the doctors, nurses, and techs the whole time I was in there, AND he'd have moved in here and be fussing and fretting full time. What a mensch! Also, what a nut. But I love the guy!
But back to the Mannion Men.
They've been great. They've done heroic work taking care of me, their mother, and the house. I'm proud of them both.
But because of their schedules and because he's the biggest and strongest, Ken has had to be my arms and legs and back more of the time. In fact, he's been my surrogate me since I began having problems three years ago. It's been a job for him. And he should be able to put it on his resume. So, that's the why the photo. It was taken in Valley Forge in the fall of 1993. He was 4 months old. The circle of life, huh? This leads to the question I probably never foresaw back then, Who's carrying who now?