Brian’s Day Takes a Shocking Turn—You Won’t Believe What Happens Next!
Brian:
In the morning, a physical therapist came in to check on my mobility to see if I could be released. She wrapped a big belt around me and had me walk with her down the hallway as she held onto the belt. I felt like a dog being taken for “walkies.” But I passed the test, and won the right to climb into the shotgun seat of my truck, and endure Angela’s driving down our bumpy, pothole-filled road – but not before a stop to get another milkshake.
Angela:
The mystery was solved. Morphine was making his blood pressure drop tremendously. The next morning, physical therapy came in. They were able to get Brian out of bed and he walked a few feet. They said he could go home. During that time, Max came to visit. Brian didn’t want to drive in my jeep on the way home because it’s too bumpy. Max brought Brian’s truck and we traded vehicles. God bless him.
