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\n| <\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n | All eyes are on Mike McTeague as he struggles to pull up his socks.<\/p>\n The 21-year-old soldier severely wounded in Afghanistan has, as usual, an audience for his occupational therapy session. Two army guys, a friend who visits daily, and another member of his therapy team cheer on his progress. In his three months at St. John’s Rehab\u00a0 Hospital, he’s gone from needing four people to turn him in bed to being able to sit up, stand up and nearly dress himself.<\/p>\n The socks are the latest hurdle, and not an easy one, seeing as a ball bearing tore through his neck, shrapnel ripped through his bowel, and his legs and feet were fractured in eight places, some so badly the bones shattered.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0I didn’t work hard today,\u00a0\u00bb says McTeague nonchalantly after mastering the task. \u00ab\u00a0I didn’t scream.\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n McTeague, who finally left hospital yesterday, was the victim of a suicide bomber riding a bicycle who killed four Canadians and seriously injured 10 soldiers and 27 Afghan residents in September. Since 2005, 188 Canadian soldiers have been wounded badly enough to be sent to the Kandahar hospital.<\/p>\n To help other injured soldiers, his father Sean and family friend Wayne Johnston have established the Sapper Mike McTeague Wounded Warriors Fund, their attempt to create something positive out of something terrible.<\/p>\n The fund, started in October, has collected about $50,000. The goal is $250,000.<\/p>\n Like others gravely wounded, McTeague, a private in a combat engineers’ regiment, was flown to the U.S. military hospital in Landstuhl, Germany. His father, an OPP constable in Orillia, and Johnston, an army captain sent as the assisting officer, joined him.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0Mike looked like a mummy with tubes sticking out of him,\u00a0\u00bb says Sean. \u00ab\u00a0He could only communicate by blinking, once for yes, twice for no.\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0I expected we’d be bringing home a coffin,\u00a0\u00bb says Johnston.<\/p>\n At first, doctors thought they’d have to amputate McTeague’s legs. Then they thought he’d be paralyzed.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0I remember lying in bed, praying to God that, if He saved this boy, I’d do whatever was necessary,\u00a0\u00bb says Johnston, the officer who recruited and enrolled McTeague. \u00ab\u00a0The next day, he wiggled his toes.\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n While at Landstuhl, the two men noticed that recovering Canadian soldiers spent a lot of time staring at the walls. They needed distractions and often help with the telephone. Sean held the receiver for a soldier with injured hands so he could at least talk to his girlfriend, if not privately.<\/p>\n The warriors fund would pay for hands-free phone sets, DVD players, iPods, laptop computers, whatever is needed. It could also help families defray smaller expenses, such as hospital parking, that add up during long recoveries back home. And, say the men, it would show the wounded they’re not forgotten.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0It can aid in the healing,\u00a0\u00bb says Johnston, president of the fund. \u00ab\u00a0It’s an extremely effective way for Canadians, regardless of political leanings, to show they support the troops.\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n McTeague’s hospital room is decorated with a poster and letter from grade school kids, and he’s got plenty more cards stored away. One girl, nearly 8, wrote that for her birthday party she wanted donations to his fund instead of presents. And could he or a family member attend?<\/p>\n Shy and soft-spoken, McTeague reacts to the attention with a quick smile and a slight blush.<\/p>\n He was the kind of kid, he says, who liked playing with his army men and asking his father about his experiences in the reserves. \u00ab\u00a0I’m following in his footsteps,\u00a0\u00bb says McTeague, who joined the reserves after high school and hopes to become a police officer.<\/p>\n He volunteered for Afghanistan, attracted by the money, experience and chance to travel. No regrets, says the 6-foot-1, rail-thin soldier, wearing a red T-shirt boasting an army logo.<\/p>\n His memories of the bombing are sketchy. He recalls being on patrol in a village, staring off into the desert, when he felt a wave hit him and he blacked out.<\/p>\n He woke up on a stretcher, hearing his name, feeling a tourniquet on his leg. Helicopters landed nearby. He woke up next in hospital in Kandahar with a breathing tube down his throat.<\/p>\n He woke up again in Germany. Doctors there removed part of his bowel. Shrapnel had entered his lower abdomen and exited on the side above his hip.<\/p>\n During all this, he never thought he’d die, he says. \u00ab\u00a0I just kept thinking, `Now I’m on the way to recovery.'\u00a0\u00bb He was upset, however, that he’d missed out \u2013 his unit had been promised two beers after the patrol.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0We were talking together before we got blown up,\u00a0\u00bb his buddy Denver Williams, 30, reminds him.<\/p>\n Williams, from the same unit, has dropped by to visit. His hand and lower legs were badly injured in the same attack. A toe was blown off, but was found in his boot and reattached. His dog tag, hanging over his heart, stopped a ball bearing. \u00ab\u00a0I’d be a goner,\u00a0\u00bb he says.<\/p>\n On this day at St. John’s, on Cummer Ave. in Willowdale, word spreads that a new guy has arrived. It’s Master Corporal Jody Mitic from Brampton, who stepped on a land mine in Afghanistan and lost both his legs below the knees. McTeague and Williams will visit him.<\/p>\n The two buddies, both in Afghanistan for less than two months, talk about the trip to Europe they had planned for an upcoming leave. \u00ab\u00a0We’ll still make the trip, when we’re healed,\u00a0\u00bb says McTeague.<\/p>\n There’s a ways to go. At home in Orillia, he’ll continue physiotherapy.<\/p>\n The extent of the nerve damage caused by the ball bearing through his neck is unknown. He can’t have an MRI scan because of the metal fragments still in his body.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0We’re working without a diagnosis,\u00a0\u00bb says physiotherapist Sydney Johnson.<\/p>\n Doctors at Sunnybrook hospital performed skin grafts and operated on his legs. His left leg, so shattered that a metal bar holds the bones together, can’t yet fully bear his weight.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0There are days I’d get depressed,\u00a0\u00bb he says. \u00ab\u00a0I’d think, `How much longer will I be here? When will I do things on my own?’ It would feel like forever.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0Then, the next day, I’d wake up feeling better. When you make progress, it keeps you up.\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n A big milestone, he says, was feeding himself. Scratching himself was good, too, he remembers with a laugh.<\/p>\n It’s time for physiotherapy and the long, lanky soldier looks like he’s unwinding as he slowly stands up. Johnson has him climb stairs and come down using only one crutch. \u00ab\u00a0The army mentality kicks in,\u00a0\u00bb she says. \u00ab\u00a0He’s not afraid to push hard.\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n Following behind, Tom Succamore, 77, pushes the wheelchair in case McTeague needs it. Succamore, a retired construction superintendent who served in the British army, heard about the injured soldiers and started visiting McTeague and Williams nearly every day.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u00a0I leave here so enthused,\u00a0\u00bb Succamore says. \u00ab\u00a0I rejoice in myself seeing their progress.\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n McTeague’s therapy finished, he and Succamore head to the hospital cafeteria. 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All eyes are on Mike McTeague as he struggles […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":357,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":" All eyes are on Mike McTeague as he struggles to pull up his socks.<\/p> The 21-year-old soldier severely wounded in Afghanistan has, as usual, an audience for his occupational therapy session. Two army guys, a friend who visits daily, and another member of his therapy team cheer on his progress. In his three months at St. John's Rehab\u00a0 Hospital, he's gone from needing four people to turn him in bed to being able to sit up, stand up and nearly dress himself.<\/p> The socks are the latest hurdle, and not an easy one, seeing as a ball bearing tore through his neck, shrapnel ripped through his bowel, and his legs and feet were fractured in eight places, some so badly the bones shattered.<\/p> \"I didn't work hard today,\" says McTeague nonchalantly after mastering the task. \"I didn't scream.\"<\/p> McTeague, who finally left hospital yesterday, was the victim of a suicide bomber riding a bicycle who killed four Canadians and seriously injured 10 soldiers and 27 Afghan residents in September. Since 2005, 188 Canadian soldiers have been wounded badly enough to be sent to the Kandahar hospital.<\/p> To help other injured soldiers, his father Sean and family friend Wayne Johnston have established the Sapper Mike McTeague Wounded Warriors Fund, their attempt to create something positive out of something terrible.<\/p> The fund, started in October, has collected about $50,000. The goal is $250,000.<\/p> Like others gravely wounded, McTeague, a private in a combat engineers' regiment, was flown to the U.S. military hospital in Landstuhl, Germany. His father, an OPP constable in Orillia, and Johnston, an army captain sent as the assisting officer, joined him.<\/p> \"Mike looked like a mummy with tubes sticking out of him,\" says Sean. \"He could only communicate by blinking, once for yes, twice for no.\"<\/p> \"I expected we'd be bringing home a coffin,\" says Johnston.<\/p> At first, doctors thought they'd have to amputate McTeague's legs. Then they thought he'd be paralyzed.<\/p> \"I remember lying in bed, praying to God that, if He saved this boy, I'd do whatever was necessary,\" says Johnston, the officer who recruited and enrolled McTeague. \"The next day, he wiggled his toes.\"<\/p> While at Landstuhl, the two men noticed that recovering Canadian soldiers spent a lot of time staring at the walls. They needed distractions and often help with the telephone. Sean held the receiver for a soldier with injured hands so he could at least talk to his girlfriend, if not privately.<\/p> The warriors fund would pay for hands-free phone sets, DVD players, iPods, laptop computers, whatever is needed. It could also help families defray smaller expenses, such as hospital parking, that add up during long recoveries back home. And, say the men, it would show the wounded they're not forgotten.<\/p> \"It can aid in the healing,\" says Johnston, president of the fund. \"It's an extremely effective way for Canadians, regardless of political leanings, to show they support the troops.\"<\/p> McTeague's hospital room is decorated with a poster and letter from grade school kids, and he's got plenty more cards stored away. One girl, nearly 8, wrote that for her birthday party she wanted donations to his fund instead of presents. And could he or a family member attend?<\/p> Shy and soft-spoken, McTeague reacts to the attention with a quick smile and a slight blush.<\/p> He was the kind of kid, he says, who liked playing with his army men and asking his father about his experiences in the reserves. \"I'm following in his footsteps,\" says McTeague, who joined the reserves after high school and hopes to become a police officer.<\/p> He volunteered for Afghanistan, attracted by the money, experience and chance to travel. No regrets, says the 6-foot-1, rail-thin soldier, wearing a red T-shirt boasting an army logo.<\/p> His memories of the bombing are sketchy. He recalls being on patrol in a village, staring off into the desert, when he felt a wave hit him and he blacked out.<\/p> He woke up on a stretcher, hearing his name, feeling a tourniquet on his leg. Helicopters landed nearby. He woke up next in hospital in Kandahar with a breathing tube down his throat.<\/p> He woke up again in Germany. Doctors there removed part of his bowel. Shrapnel had entered his lower abdomen and exited on the side above his hip.<\/p> During all this, he never thought he'd die, he says. \"I just kept thinking, `Now I'm on the way to recovery.'\" He was upset, however, that he'd missed out \u2013 his unit had been promised two beers after the patrol.<\/p> \"We were talking together before we got blown up,\" his buddy Denver Williams, 30, reminds him.<\/p> Williams, from the same unit, has dropped by to visit. His hand and lower legs were badly injured in the same attack. A toe was blown off, but was found in his boot and reattached. His dog tag, hanging over his heart, stopped a ball bearing. \"I'd be a goner,\" he says.<\/p> On this day at St. John's, on Cummer Ave. in Willowdale, word spreads that a new guy has arrived. It's Master Corporal Jody Mitic from Brampton, who stepped on a land mine in Afghanistan and lost both his legs below the knees. McTeague and Williams will visit him.<\/p> The two buddies, both in Afghanistan for less than two months, talk about the trip to Europe they had planned for an upcoming leave. \"We'll still make the trip, when we're healed,\" says McTeague.<\/p> There's a ways to go. At home in Orillia, he'll continue physiotherapy.<\/p> The extent of the nerve damage caused by the ball bearing through his neck is unknown. He can't have an MRI scan because of the metal fragments still in his body.<\/p> \"We're working without a diagnosis,\" says physiotherapist Sydney Johnson.<\/p> Doctors at Sunnybrook hospital performed skin grafts and operated on his legs. His left leg, so shattered that a metal bar holds the bones together, can't yet fully bear his weight.<\/p> \"There are days I'd get depressed,\" he says. \"I'd think, `How much longer will I be here? When will I do things on my own?' It would feel like forever.<\/p> \"Then, the next day, I'd wake up feeling better. When you make progress, it keeps you up.\"<\/p> A big milestone, he says, was feeding himself. Scratching himself was good, too, he remembers with a laugh.<\/p> It's time for physiotherapy and the long, lanky soldier looks like he's unwinding as he slowly stands up. Johnson has him climb stairs and come down using only one crutch. \"The army mentality kicks in,\" she says. \"He's not afraid to push hard.\"<\/p> Following behind, Tom Succamore, 77, pushes the wheelchair in case McTeague needs it. Succamore, a retired construction superintendent who served in the British army, heard about the injured soldiers and started visiting McTeague and Williams nearly every day.<\/p> \"I leave here so enthused,\" Succamore says. \"I rejoice in myself seeing their progress.\"<\/p> McTeague's therapy finished, he and Succamore head to the hospital cafeteria. A man in the cashier line sizes up McTeague \u2013 army T-shirt, wheelchair \u2013 and says, \"Proud of you, bud.\"<\/p> \"Thanks,\" says McTeague, quick smile, slight blush.<\/p> -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |