I have being slacking on the writing. I have not much been in the mood. The stomach is still recouping. I have been fighting low blood pressure for the last few weeks. They keep pumping me full of fluids since I am not eating and drinking too much. However, Hopkins did give me this weekend off which was nice--although I did not go anywhere. The record low BP reading....68/30 sweeeeet. I felt pretty decent when they took it. The Dr. says this is common in transplants. I will trust her knowledge.
I stopped the growth factor. My white count went from 5700 to 2500 and leveled. Hopefully, they start creeping up on their own. I have, fortunately, been able to stop some of the antibiotics which is cool.
On the home front, Patrick has become a tyrant. "NO" is the word of the week. "MINE" is the word of the week. "I DON'T LIKE MILK, JUICE,
When I get the computer hooked back up in the basement, I will get some cool pics of the storm surge from last week. Very impressive.
Time to take some pills....Later.
You forgot to mention Libby's first word- TUB.