
Rosie The Raccoon Photo by Michael Radin and Tonya Day December2024.
Hey, Y’all!
I am grateful I can write. I have cried over changes and my emotions flooding my face in the past two weeks. To recap I contracted an infection that has gone through my entire central nervous system. It affected me to the point of strep throat and osteomyelitis. I also lost control of bodily functions in the short term until I became hospitalized.
I am going through challenging adjustments.
Before I get too far, I am thankful for my wound clinic team and driver, my home health nurses, my family, and my friends. I need you forever and I want to be there for you.
I feel prayers and love.
I cried in large part because I was not prepared for how hard it is to take care of myself as well as the pain. I am giving a special shout-out to my friends who got me comfort food and beverages. My friend who picked up my apartment did laundry made my bed and waited for me to get in my bed and get my medications.
I am a grown man with the little boy inside me afraid but going through the dark to come out the other side.
I love me enough to heal. I am thankful I can show up for myself today.
I have to take a break and think about sleep- 2:09 am
I am behind the keyboard and monitor to write Wednesday, November 11th, 2024. at 10:03 pm.
Today was a long day, but it was good, even if it was painful. I didn’t think before getting into the hospital van that I couldn’t just pick up my foot, as always, it’s painful to heal.
Unfortunately, a narcotic is necessary. I am being careful checking in and letting people know what I am doing so I do not go backward; besides there are only so many I am allowed and then no more so making them stretch as long as I can. I am doing what is necessary to heal.
Today I went to the wound clinic to get my wraps changed on my feet and legs. I went to my primary doctor after the wound clinic, and then I came home and had physical therapy this afternoon. I took myself off all of my diabetes medicine and controlled my blood sugars through diet alone, which is impressive!
I am grateful for everyone’s good wishes, thoughts, and prayers.
I titled this entry “It Is A War, But It Is Not My Fight” That is because God used everyone and has pulled me through one more time. He is even using a doctor I originally had years ago in St Louis, and here we are in small-town Missouri.
A special blessing is one of my nurses who has been a nurse for a few of my hospital stays or Tech (I am not sure of the correct title), Tonya. She means the world to me regardless of the outcome I am not looking to gain anything but unconditional love and friendship. I could be related to her husband I am still having to verify exactly how, but like a 5th or 6th cousin.
There is always more to share but I am tired again I had to take a few hours’ nap and now I need more sleep.
Thanks for reading!
This has been another blog post entry by Boxcar Mike, over and out!
God Bless Y’all, Everybody!








