LOG 34: Let’s move ahead, shall we?
Ok… Where was I? Oops, excuse me, had a minor lapse of memory. Yes, the guesthouse. As I mentioned before, the guesthouse was all-out awesome. I got freedom from the hospital bed, which in itself was wonderful for my mind, and by extension, my body. We were still going strong on the “eat ‘n rest hard, therapy even harder” routine. Even with the vigorous therapy sessions, we still had to stay for nearly an entire month in the guesthouse before we felt comfortable and confident enough with the level of recovery that I had achieved to let me make my…