Day + 19

Greetings from the couch, and a very comfortable couch at that. Not a bad night at all. I’m sitting here with Floyd on my right, a nice fire going in the fire place and a good football game which I didn't expect. A hell of a lot better than hospital life, that I can promise you.

So I spoke a bit too soon on our living arrangement, but don’t worry, things changed for the better. We had the Del Mar place locked and loaded at the time of my last message and had every intension of taking that place, but had one more place to check out. Well, Evey went to look at it on Friday and really liked it. She called me and we put the Del Mar place on hold until I had a chance to look at it. We went on Friday after I was released and the rest is history. This place is in Mission Beach, right on the water on the bay side. It’s a summer rental that doesn’t go advertised in the winter time. The only reason we got a shot at it is because Evey put an ad on Craig’s list outlining what we needed. Our new landlord saw Evey’s ad and luckily gave us a call. After two visits and a few phone calls, we move in on Friday. It’s a three bedroom, two bath place right on the boardwalk. You could literally throw a rock to the water and spit on the sand. I couldn’t think of a better place to get well.

So I’d like to say the weekend was good and all has gone well since my release from the hospital, but it hasn’t. For some reason, from the minute I walked out of the hospital to the present, I have felt like crap. Crap would be putting it nicely. There is no reason as to why and the doctors today say it’s a part of recovery. It feels like the last 5 months have just come crashing down on me, all at once and all together. All I can say is that for some reason I only see this lasting for the next day or so then things will be back to normal. I guess you’ll have to wait until my next message to see if my optimistic outlook held true. Either way, the last four days have sucked and I can’t wait until this has passed, whatever it is.

Today was testing day at the hospital so Evey and I spent the day down there. Aside from me just generally feeling crappy, my counts look really good and things are progressing well. For those of you keeping track, my WBC is at 3,000, Hemoglobin is at 10.2, Hematocrit is at 30.3 and platelets at 158,000. All have climbed since my last reading so things continue to get better. I have had minimal signs of rejection and can only hope it stays that way.

That’s it for now. Take care and thanks for reading.