Spring is in the air and I couldn’t be happier. It represents a new beginning, the re-birth of life, and gives us the feeling that anything is possible. That’s why I am so pleased to be writing to you today to ask you to make a generous donation to support Providence Healthcare, so they can continue to deliver their life–changing work in our community. You never know when you or a loved one will need their help.
Just over a year ago, I was in quite a different state. I was lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by loving family members on the verge of saying good-bye to them forever. Complications from a lung infection had escalated into a life and death battle for me. Weeks earlier, I had lived an active life, playing golf and tennis with friends.
Now I was at a crossroad, with only ‘hope’ remaining for a miracle to happen. To my extraordinary good fortune, it did! It set me on a course that led me to Providence Healthcare.
By the time I arrived at Providence for rehabilitation, I had overcome my lung infection crisis, but my mobility was limited and needed attention. I was dispirited, and physically and mentally exhausted from my extended hospitalization. All of that was about to change.
I went to Providence to fix my body, but the care I received changed my life forever.
On that first day, Providence’s community of experts went to work creating a program tailored specifically to me and my needs. They wanted me to not just heal, but to flourish under their care. The reassuring staff were determined to see me get back to the things that I loved, the things that made me feel whole again.
At Providence, I wasn’t just a number. I was Randy. A husband, a father, a grandfather. Someone who loved to play tennis and golf. Who had so much life left to live! The staff at Providence weren’t just staff either. During my stay, they became Jessica, Julia, Nicola…like a second family to me. They were Paul, Jackie, Kim and Vivian. All equally driven, compassionate, determined - and tough when I needed an extra push in the right direction.
I came to realize that real healing isn’t merely physical - it’s also psychological and emotional. I wouldn’t have recovered as fully as I have today without the excellent attention I received from the dedicated team of compassionate professionals at Providence. Your thoughtful gift today will make an important difference.
So, what do I owe Providence Hospital and its Falls Prevention Clinic? Well, to put it simply, I owe them my future. The exceptional staff at Providence didn’t just help me walk again – they afforded me hope and courage, something they share with all their patients. And without hope, there is no life.
Where am I now? I still use a cane to walk, much improved from my days in a wheelchair. My wife Ann and I have two beautiful grandchildren: little Liam aged 15 months and lovely Mia who is 21 months old. My grandchildren and I have something new in common…we are all learning to walk together!
I have challenged them to see who will be the first to walk unassisted. Mia took first place, and Liam is not far off, but I am resolved to catch up with him and be rid of my cane soon!
Most of us take walking for granted. But sometimes we never truly know what we have until it is taken away. Being able to share life with my grandchildren is the most precious gift I could have asked for.
This April represents the first year anniversary of my recovery. Even though I am not a regular visitor to Providence anymore, I still carry the teachings of my therapists wherever I go. And now, with every step I take, I am one… step…better.
Please know that your financial support today will ensure that anyone who needs a new beginning receives it, delivered with the same excellence I experienced.
- Randy Pascucci, Former Providence Hospital Patient
P.S. Thank you so much for donating to Providence this spring! If you’re wondering whether I ever got back onto the golf course – I did! I played golf again last summer for the first time since my illness, and it was incredible. I haven’t made my way to the tennis court yet, but I hope to fire up my first serve next year in yet another stop on my incredible journey!