This afternoon I was able to visit Jeannie for a few minutes. I found her in exercise therapy and got to watch her strut her stuff, i.e. get up off the PT table unassisted, use her cane to walk over to the exercise bike that's like a recumbent stairstepper with arm poles, get on the bike and ride it for 20 minutes! She told me she started using that bike for the first time yesterday. Then she got up, walked to the wheelchair, sat down, and I had to just about jog to keep up as she accelerated down that endless corridor to her room, cornered on a dime and rocked a 3-pt turn to park the chair in a tiny space so she could climb onto her bed, all unassisted. NASCAR's got nothin' on our Jeannie, and ole Dr. EgoMan won't know what hit him. Obviously he's not used to encountering people with the strength and resolve of Spokewench, Margo49, Jeannie, and the rest of the TE gang.