Hello everybody, Jack here.   Lynn got me into the loop to post my comments so I need to say hello..........and prove I'm still alive!!!

First of all, let me say that there have been sooo many of you that I'm going to write (for now anyway) just one reply.  The fact that there are so many responses is heartwarming to say the least.  I heard from many of you that I haven't seen or spoken with in a long time.....but still remember.  From the classmates to the relatives to those who know the family and any other category you might fall in, I was moved to tears to have so much support.

So here I am now at home, discharged from three different hospitals over the span of six weeks and doing plenty of therapy to get back to my old, or maybe young self.  I'm feeling well enough to be on my own and do a lot of the routine things of life.  The therapists are coaching me to pull the reigns in certain others.  I trust them.  They know better.  My heart says it's time get back to what I'm used to, my body and common sense say else wise.

One last thing to say--I want to make it clear that I don't feel like I had anything to do with the recovery.  It wasn't my will or strength or anything else.  If it had not been for those who lifted me up in prayer to God, who knows what would have happened.  I got a second chance because of that.  There were and are so many people who devoted much to my recovery--doctors, nurses, therapists, friends, you and family, especially my brother Randy and sister Lynn, who continue to serve.  I owe them more than I possess.  The work of human hands is a magnificent task, but even the doctors weren't sure if I would live.

So keep praying for me if you would.  I have some ground to yet to cover, if even little compared to what is in the past.

Thanks everyone!

Jack