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Tag: 1983

Rolling on

Rolling on

I remember the day Tom got his wheelchair – Aug. 6, the day he was discharged from the rehab hospital. Only a month after his stroke, he could get to and from the chair and a bed, a regular chair, and a shower bench. The chair was a liberation, a sign of great progress, an … read more Rolling on

Posted on December 13, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1983, mobility, recovery, Tom, weight, wheelchair2 Comments on Rolling on
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