Home At Last


So while the healing continued we decided it might be a good thing to accept the offer our harbormaster made to allow us to move to the other side of the port. In this newlocation, we would have a side tie to the pontoon making it much easier for a less than agile recovering patient to get aboard the boat. On a perfectly calm day we enlisted some help from our neighbors to lower the mast so that we might get under the small foot bridge in the marina and move Amanda to her new home.



We once again made use of our wireless headsets, put Jim on the foot bridge and Mary Ann behind the wheel and with the help of the marina staff and several other boaters, made our way to our new location.




new slip

We moved across just in time for a few of the hottest days (95+) that we had experienced so far. If there was a silver lining to all this, it was much cooler in the hotel than on the boat....




no cast

Two weeks later,l the casts are removed and one week after that the pins are removed from Jim's wrist. He was hopeful about playing the guitar, but it wasn't possible just yet.






The surgeon said "Start walking and start physical therapy right away." With the help of some of the hospital staff, we found a therapy center with some English speaking therapists, so we signed up right away. The challenge was to be able to walk well enough to get down a fairly steep ramp to the pier and then get aboard. These ramps are a bit intimidating for those of us with two good feet.




Never one to shrink from a challenge, Jim was out of the wheel chair and moving better with a cane each day. Just a few days short of two months after he fell, he made it down the ramp and back on board the boat



on board

Not quite ready for the marathon yet, but we think this is real progress.





Home at last, It's good to be Home At Last.