'The Matt Duffin Show' - Wish You Happy New Moments

I'm here but back, kinda sorta.  Never went anywhere, my bed (comfortable to the max) has been at Rosebud Village, inside with the mentally disabled and aged troops for 40 Days as of now.  The Milton Home Port has taken a beating, physically and mentally.  Thanks for all the condolences and well hopes from my family of TBI Survivors and freinds, it meant much.

Still does.  So much going on, went on, and may yet again go on, has been frustrating to say the least.  Dad always told me to do the best, with the tools I got.  Occasionally, you'll find your daily tools need sharpened and repaired.  Also time to rest the body and soul, if constant PT can be considered resting!  Behind the lines with the troops.  Never to be forgotten as life is very simple in Nursing and Rehab Facilities, yet very, uh, very well, simply routinely simple.  Nice folks all, but I AM NOT READY FOR THIS!  Time to escape, soon anyway, permitantly.  (Though I do have an a-like Hogan's Hero's system in place).

Dr. Sammie called me on Saturday, just a personal yet neurological conversation about life as is.  Calmed my soul, as the good doctor can do as a friend.  On the Professional side, basically told me to get my ass in RHI NRC and see her next week!  Worried about depression, lost focus and so much stimuli the coping mind can't control - my diagnosis.  At least that's what I'll share.  Let's share just that tonight, as Sam Way and Meep'ster WILL JOIN ME as we start the New Year of Sunday's off with...thoughts of hope, drive, simplicity and healing.

We'll make it.  Devistated, even though expected, dad's death was unexpected.  The sun arises somewhere today (not Indiana), offering glimers of hope.  Unreasonable Belief became a traumatized family's faith - & it worked.