Hot days in the mountains. Means scorchers down the hill. We can’t complain though when considering the heat dome and wildfire smoke that has troubled the east.

My room has remained in reasonable temperatures in spite of its morning sun exposure. I’m glad. Heat and I do not have a good relationship.

Waning days here at chez Life Care. Get as much therapy as possible. Going home. Each transition has had some level of anxiety for me. ICU to step down, step down to Life Care Center, now Life Care Center to home.

I’m still weak though I walk and move pretty well. Will continue rehab at home. How much my daily life will be affected I don’t know.

I’m grateful to so many for help over the last two weeks. Doctors. Nurses. Staff. Joe. Mary. Visitors. It takes a village, always.

I’ve not yet recovered from pulling my head all the way into my shell. Interacting with others has been hard, most of my ability to do that spent in encounters with medical and rehab folks. Little left over.

I will get back to my old routines. Maybe another week or so.