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I talked the doctors into letting me come home last night. My insides aren't yet fully awake but I convinced them that I can manage that here in the comfort of my own house. Everyone at the hospital (with maybe one exception) was kind and caring and great but it was a hospital after all. It turned out to be lucky that we had to wait an extra hour or so for my meds since there was a fire in a house down the road from us and our driveway was blocked by fire hoses until shortly before we drove in.  Small mercies! I don't think it resulted in any casualties so could have been worse.

I'm glad this is over and everyone is on the mend. Thanks for all the thoughts, good wishes and prayers. I appreciate my sister's help and care more than she will ever know and apologize in advance for how cranky I'm going to be. 

That being said, I really do feel like shit. 


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Unknown said…
We are so happy to hear the surgeries went well, and you are home. How long is Pat to remain in the hospital? Hopefully every day will be better for you with the dreaded gas and pain and everything else post op . Will you be able to drive soon, or will you need to have someone drive you?
Enjoyed the pics of you guys, you look really healthy and handsome!
Love the blog, keep info coming,

Still keeping you guys in our thoughts,
Elaine and Jim







SS said…
Glad you are home safe and sound! I love you, hope you feel better!

-your favorite child
TheSima said…
So great to hear about your whole transplant journey! I'm glad that everything's gone smoothly so far and hopeful that it will stay that way!

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