Who would have thought that turning the wrong way in a hotel hallway in the hotel would lead to a body cast and a seemingly never ending search for a personal injury attorney in Colorado.  I didn't.  We were on vacation in Colorado.  I spent a week in ICU and then three weeks in the hospital and another month in rehab.  Tara had to go home and back to work, of course, and I was out here on my own.  I wasn't able to travel, or I would have gone home after being released from the hospital.  I wasn't to travel by air or by car or even by train.  I was stuck.   After my rehab sessions I started looking for  an attorney.  I tried the local bar association first and got several names.  I talked to them all over the phone and narrowed it down to two that I wanted to talk with.  The first lawyer was on the other side of town.  They at first wanted me to go to them, but after I explained the situation he agreed to come out to see me.  He was a tall man, almost 7 feet tall.  He had to bend over coming through my rehab room door.  He sat in a chair, which looked way too small, and talked over my situation.