Time to leave Stanford for a trip back to Chicago....4/23/12

Time to leave Stanford for a trip back to Chicago. I was a little scared to leave the hospital, but ready to go home to be in my own bed.

Little did I know that I was on my way to the rehab center to regain skills that I had lost in the hospital...

The plane ride home was maybe the first time that I comprehended that I couldn't walk on my own. So many times I had been to the airport and looked at people in their wheelchairs. Well, this was going to be my first time....

The ride home was like being in a rocket ship with many beautiful gardens surrounding me. The water was on sprinkinling the grass and I thought it was so lovely.