Reunited



THREE MONTHS AFTER SURGERY

"Come on man, move" Leon, Fonzie's physical therapist, urged from the other side room.

Leon was a tall, African-American, no-nonsense physical therapist, the best in New York. If he couldn't get Fonzie walking no one could!

So far, it had been three months since Fonzie's surgery and everything seemed to be going smoothly. Fonzie worked day and night, if required to. His main objective was to come back to Milwaukee walking. His life now revolved around a) his wife and b) his physical therapy.

His progress was unbelievably impressive. By his third month Dr. Reese had expected him to be just mastering keeping his balance. But instead he was already walking, with a walker of course. Joanie, as well as everyone else had been blown away by his determination to walk.

"All right, don't get your panties in a bunch!" Fonzie said in a bantering tone. Leon just laughed and kept on urging to hurry. The two had formed an instant friendship, since they were able to see eye to eye. Leon understood him well and vice-versa.



"Excuse me, where is Jeffrey Robinson's room?" a tall dark hair man asked one of the older nurses at the nurse's station.

"Let's see, room 234," she said in a nasal voice.

"Thanks" he said as he made his way to the elevators



"Hey Champ, ready to go home?" Joanie asked as she made her way to Fonzie and Leon who were chatting.

Fonzie turned to his wife, giving her a chaste kiss. "Yeah, I'll be ready in a minute. Leon and I were just discussing what's gonna come next in our sessions. We were thinking about moving on to stage five", he explained to her.

Joanie looked at Leon and then back at her husband. She knew perfectly well what this meant. Stage five was the final stage of therapy, which meant he would be walking without the help of a walker or anything else. She didn't know if it was a good idea, was he ready?

"Are you sure?" she asked the two men. They both nodded immediately.

"You see Fonzie has been making amazing progress, I, as well as Dr. Reese, feel that he's definitely ready to begin a steady transition. We'll start by slowly decreasing his dependency on the walker and till he can finally walk on his own. I'm thinking, either another three or four months and he should be walking like he used to before the accident", Leon explained in a beautifully simple matter.

She smiled at him and at Fonzie. A feeling of pride and joy surged through her. It had been a long road, full of bad and good moments, but the day in which he would be able to literally stand on his two feet was almost upon them. If he accomplished this task, it would open up so many doors of possibilities for other people who suffered the same injuries as he had. Fonzie was doing this not only for himself, but also for everyone that suffered the same tragic fate that he had.



"So, what do you wanna do tonight" Fonzie asked as they stepped into the elevator.

"I don't know...", she said in a playful voice.

A devilish smile was beginning to form on his face. Due to the fact that he wasn't using his walker, but instead his crutches, she moved closer to him. Her arms came around his neck. Both leaning in to share a passionate kiss, the kind that one would lose themselves in. If their had to be one favorite past time they both enjoyed, it had to be kissing. The two would always end up locking lips at least ten times a day. Of course, in the appropriate place and time. Now in an elevator, alone, it seemed like the most perfect time.

* DING*



The tall dark hair man waited patiently for the elevator. This was his first time in N.Y. after almost a year of being away. He wondered whether or not he would have time to travel all the way back home to visit his mother. If Jeffrey was as banged up as he predicted then there most definitely was a chance of going back home for a week at least.

* Ding*

The elevator came to a stop and the doors slowly opened to reveal a couple smooching. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy; he missed his beloved so much.

About to take the stairs the two men locked eyes.

Fonzie pulled away from Joanie, he couldn't believe it, was it really him? Chachi?
TO BE CONTINUED