Helping Hands of Yellow

In October of '95, I had to under go a back operation. The odds weren't in my favor for a 100% guarantee that the operation would be a success, but for me to live a better life the operation was a must. I went under the knife for about 12 hours. Two Doctors took shifts adjusting my back and fusing a couple of bones against my spine. The operation turned out well, with a few minor complications, but the hardest part had to be the two weeks after. I was stuck in a hospital with little communication to the outside world. My home was about 100 miles from the facility, so my parents took shelter in a local Ronlad McDonald House (RMDH). There they were able to come to the hospital at anytime to check on my progress. When one parent decided to spend the night in the uncomfortable chair next to my bed, the other went to the RMDH and got a relatively good night's sleep. The RMDH made a trying time easier to accept, and allowed my family to support me during my hospital stay. My first donation goes to them as a thank you for what they do for families that need assistance. Without them, families wouldn't be able to ease their minds and focus on the loved ones that need attention.