Once again, "home"

I got out of the hospital yesterday, not exactly free of all hospital commitments, but able to spend time in my own bed and my own place. Which is still Mom and Dad's upstairs bedroom.

Getting up the stairs is tougher than it was 32 days ago, but I can do it unaided. I don't try to do it carrying anything. I am really glad to be home because I had begun to notice daily the loss of strength. and that is why I am out. To get strong. To eat and put some weight on. Get healthy.

I'm still having trouble keeping food down which I have since I went in the hospital Feb 1st. I'm eating something that resembles 3 meals a day, to a cow or sheep perhaps. little bits all day long. It's tricky to know if the last meal is processed before I start eating the next one. But the bin is never far away.

Long days at the clinic to receive two pole anti-fungal drugs aimed at the pneumonia. Since the DLI I've had extraordinary growth in WBCs and neutrophils. This is great and is just what we hoped would happen. I'd like to see the same best possible outcome from the bone marrow biopsy next week.

and now I find myself drifting off to sleep while writing even though I'm watching that stimulating show "My Name is Earl?"

In your prayers please include my attitude thank you.

Cathi