Home Sweet Home

I came back from Barnes yesterday. I like to say that St. Louis was not big enough for both me and the President - so I had to leave. (Really, was it worth having him throw out the meaningless first pitch for all the trouble he caused with the traffic in St. Louis? I-64 is already partially closed for construction, the roads around Busch Stadium were closed earlier due to the parade and Fan Fest, I-64 from the bridge to 14th street was closed beginning at 5pm through the end of the game. Then you add Pres. Ego and his rolling road blocks to get him from Lambert Airport to the All-Star game 2 hours ahead of game time and it was a traffic nightmare. On a side note: did you hear all the boos when he was announced? Must be those "stimulated" fans!)

Whew... I feel better now in so many ways.
Ok, what was wrong with me was a laundry list of ailments which in non-immune compromised patients would have not happened or would have just been like a bout with the flu. One of the Doctors I saw at Barnes said that I was lucky - often transplanted patients with Erhlictiosis (tick disease) end up in the ICU and are sometimes septic. I guess I was lucky after all.

Today, I played with Luke, went to the pharmacy and ran by my workplace to say "hi" and to turn in my doctor's note. I am off work until Monday which seems far off, but after just doing those few chores, I was exhausted and took a 3 hour nap after lunch. I feel like I just can't catch up on enough sleep. All of my co-workers have commented on how skinny I am now. I guess losing 12 lbs in a 12 day period is kind of dramatic. Now what did I do with those "skinny" pants?!

Thanks to everyone for praying, checking up on me, posting on Facebook, driving me, e-mailing me, babysitting, buying magazines/books, sitting with me, buying subs/milkshakes, and in general being concerned for my well-being. Thanks Christy!

I really do appreciate it and will try and tell you thank you in person when I see you.... if I can stay awake long enough.