His trach dislodged a week ago last Friday and he thought he was not going to make it.
We spoke yesterday and he sounded very upbeat for someone who's been in the hospital since Halloween day. Thursday was the first day he had real food in all this time. (No wonder he sounded good-a feeding tube just doesn't satisfiy!)
Because where he fell is kind of remote, I took my bike to the beach, parked my truck at one end of town and rode to the other end of town and back instead of taking that remote bike path alone.
These pictures are from the bike ride.