And I am starting to get edgy, unsettled. I’ve been too quiet these past few days to suit me. I think this means that recovery is nearly complete. I’ve driven my car by myself, and am getting ready to get the J-tube out on Monday. I will be a self-sufficient human being at that point, just like I was before.
I’ll always have mementoes though… a shelf full of most anti-nausea drugs known to man, a tolerance for yukky tasting medicine that I used to gag at, and tremendous scars that would make me a big hit at any goth beach party. I have a pile of cards sent over the months that I’ll keep for a long time. Also, Other Patti, Our Friend Sally, and I have a greater than ever knowledge of each others’ tastes in movies and TV shows!
I’ll think of some more, but meanwhile: Shabbat Shalom!
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