I was finally discharged from all of the hospitals I’ve toured this year.  I’m not quite home but am as close as I’ll get for a little while.  When you’ve been in a hospital for almost 3 months it’s going to take a little more time to function independently. Fortunately some nice siblings are sharing their space with me for a while. I’ll try to think only nice things.

You would think after being released after all that time I’d have nothing but nice things to think and say.  It’s like when two years ago the surgeon came into my room and said they got all the cancer. Every day after that is a gift.

No, wait! Why do we do that? This time around made me realize something. EVERY day is a gift. You don’t have to have cancer for your life to take on meaning. Every day for every person is a gift to be cherished and exploited. Gee, it’s good to be back!

That’s what I think. How ’bout you?

PS: If all goes according to plan, we’ll be back on our regular Monday/Thursday schedule. Spread the word.