Thursday Afternoon

Mom, Illana and I went to the doctor this morning and then we had planned on going to the cemetery in New Jersey, today being the one year anniversary of my father's passing away. Unfortunately, on the way in we learned that Illana's youngest, Nava has strep throat and so we scrapped the drive to NJ. Perhaps we will go on Sunday.

The visit at the hospital went well, Thank God. My counts were good and I didn't require any transfusions. My spleen is much smaller and Dr. Schuster believes my liver is smaller, too. It's still tender at times, especially when I inhale deeply, but definitely improved. Also, the abscesses are smaller and less tender. There are still a couple of stiches from the skin biopsies (which have revealed nothing) that will be removed next week.

Next Wednesday marks Day 100 Post-Transplant. I can't believe how far I've come. Looking back, I can't believe how much I've gone through. I'm grateful that there are many days I can't remember. Mom just said that it's unfortunate that she remembers them all. I can understand that. While I'm "out of it" she's agonizing...can't be easy. She's the strongest person I've ever known...I pray that God should give her strength to continue.

I know that my Dad and my Grandma, my Angels, are in a beautiful place and that they've been with me every single step of the way. I thank God, I thank them and I thank you all for letting me lean on you. Believe in miracles!