Thursday, December 9, 2010

The Shakes

Four months ago, at about this ungodly hour in the morning, Phil and I were rising and dressing in our hotel room across the street from the hospital. We were preparing for a day of blood work and testing and appointments all to get ready for transplant. And I was shaking. With fear. Crippling fear.

This morning, Phil and I are rising and dressing in the apartment we've lived in since then. We are preparing for a day of blood work, no testing (thank spaghetti monster) and my final appointment (for now) with Dr. De Lima- all to get ready to go home. And I am shaking. With excitement. And joy. And, as always anymore, Tacro.

Now these are the kind of shakes I'm alright with:)

8 comments:

  1. your words are music to my ears.
    Yoga practice this morning with thoughts of you.

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  2. so full of love and admiration and excitement! I can't WAIT to fly you and play and help you rebuild strength through flight and fun!

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  3. My heart is smiling!! Have a safe flight home! xo CAL

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  5. yay! so happy for you! have a safe flight home!

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  6. I'm so excited for you! Have a safe flight tomorrow and welcome back to Philly!!

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  7. what a journey. words come up short. so happy for you!

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  8. This is such a happy and blessed time, with the best gifts of all -- renewed health, the best *life*, the return home, and so much more. It's hard for me to take it all in, so I can't imagine what you must feel like! Never forget the way you feel today and tomorrow! Travel well and safely. <3 Chris

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