I’ve had great reports from my doctors all week. First, my cardiologist reviewed all of the heart tests and findings after my crash and brain bleed; she said there is no evidence of any kind to suggest my heart is not healthy and robust or that it contributed to my collapse, fall, concussion, and hospitalization. We’re blaming a new medicine with sharp side effects for what happened.

I feel like I’ve walked out of a dark, deep, and long cave. I am fortunate. I’ve lived with this foot problem all of my life and am a little bit in shock to be moving past it.

I’m still feeling the effects of the concussion, but it is getting better every day, which is the best and only way to measure the healing pace of serious confessions and brain bleeds.

The pulmonologist who diagnosed my sleep apnea a year ago said he was delighted with my test rests – from 80 heart interruptions an hour to an average of 1.0. He doesn’t want to see me for another year. He said it really couldn’t be much better. That was nice news.

Today, Dr. Daly gave me an all-clear on my left foot after three years of surgery, frequent visits, antibiotics, surgical boots, and scores of exams, and told me she doesn’t need to see me until next Spring.

“You are completely healed,’ she said.

She said my food is solid and healthy. That is a long way to go from when we first asked for help.

Dr. Daily said I had healed “beautifully” from three different surgeries and that the brace was doing an excellent job of making it safe for me to walk again. I am pain-free, even though I sometimes stiffen up. I can’t really walk much until my concussion fully heals. Movement

Our decisions to amputate one two and straighten two others were inspired and thriving. I have to keep an eye on my feet.

Of course, I am a diabetic, but for the first time in years, there is no imminent danger of infection, no pain, and no callouses. I’ve gone way back from the cliff’s edge; I’m on healthier ground and moving away from crisis and drama.

Some of my surgeries were risky, but I felt it was a good time to confront these issues all at once and deal with them before I couldn’t.

I have one more doctor to see – my urologist, Dr. Capetto. He’s checking to make sure the air surgery I had to remove a growing kidney stone was successful. It seems it was, but X-rays will clarify that the stone is gone. If not, we do it again.

I gambled this Spring and Summer to confront these health issues, undergo some surgery, and get healthier. This seems to have happened. I’m healthier than I was three months ago after a summer of setbacks and surprises – like a brain bleed that could have killed me.

We’ve been to see Dr. Daly so often these past few years that we even have a favored breakfast place to stop and eat the best egg sandwiches I’ve ever had. I got to know Noah, a chef and, photographer and DJ, we’re going to trade pictures.

Kickstart, a cafe in Schuylerville that has become a cherished new breakfast place for us, as we’ve been to Saratoga so often this summer.

I’m coming to the end of my healthcare adventures, hopefully for a while.

In two weeks, I’ll have a crown inserted to complete an implant. The implant seems to be no problem, and I’m eager to have a full mouth of teeth again.

The foot has been the most complicated, painful, and dangerous problem I faced, at least up to the brain bleed. I didn’t want to end up in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I love walking; I’m so happy to get back to it.

Clauses were spreading throughout the flat floor and causing would and pressures to ulcerate. The foot had collapsed and was causing great pain to my ankles and legs.

We tried everything and then agreed to the surgeries. The foot was in constant danger of amputation, and it is a beautiful relied to see the happy smile on Dr.Daly’s face this morning when she smiled and said I didn’t need to come back until next year.

I’ve lived with pain balance and the danger of infection for years; it is a great release to get on with living an entire and healthy life. I’m grateful to my doctors and to Maria for sticking with me for years now; it was perhaps more than Maria bargained for when she married me.

I’m proud of myself for taking this on and getting through it without complaint or self-pity.

This morning, we celebrated at Kickstarter, one of our favorite new breakfast places in the center of Schuylerville, N.Y. We were delighted, and I am very grateful.

These past months have been an adventure for me in many different ways. I’ve gotten stronger and wiser, and my spiritual work has helped me in profound ways.

I’m sure there are more adventures to come; I’m 76 years old, a diabetic with heart disease, a writer, a photographer, a blogger with a farm, and an amazing partner and lover to share my life.

I even have a wonderful new animal, Zip, to follow me around and pester me.  And another, sweet Zinnia. Life is good.

No one has ever loved me this much.

Bring it on. I love life and look ahead to happiness and meaning and doing some good every day.