It's been another week and I'm on day 45 since my transplant. It doesn't seem that long and it seems forever. My taste buds are getting less salt-focused. Sweet things taste more sweet and less salty which is a very good thing. I can also drink tea now which is huge. I go to the clinic tomorrow and expect scads of blood work to be done. I'm not sure what else- it's always a surprise. I worked on school stuff for Spring today and it felt very good to do "normal" stuff. I've been hounding Craig's list all week for a used treadmill and I got one today. James and Joe picked it up for me and it is a mammoth mofo! Katie and Lyle helped us muscle it upstairs. My docs told me last week I was losing muscle mass and would continue until I could exercise more. Knowing my wimpy florida self was NOT going to be walking in the cold with a mask on I decided I needed me a treadmill. This fat boy is it. Losing muscle mass....I don't think so- I'm WAY too vain for that! Bald and saggy???? Not an option and the hair is taking it's sweet time!
Let There be Light went super well and James is now a rock star AND my slave monkey! Two for two...very nice.