Been awhile since I wrote anything. That’s good news because it means life is normal. Life is good. Life is GREAT. I won’t know if this transplant worked until April 21st so until then I will operate under the impression that it did. I don’t know otherwise, right?
Busy week working. Back gymmin’ it full time as well. (Don’t know if gymmin’ is a word but you get the drift)
Heading out of town for a few days. Feeling good – but before I go here is a blast from the past in honor of day +53:
Maybe my hair will grow back like THAT post chemo! I used to make paper bag puppets of Artis Gilmore when I was a kid. The good ol’ days. Now I look forward to the good new days.