Yesterday was 5 months exactly since second transplant. I was flipping through the pictures in Carol’s cell phone and came across this photo. (The stuffed animal in the photo is the bear I knit for my little cousin in New York while I was in the hospital.) The picture was taken sometime this past May. It seems like forever ago. It was pre-second transplant, and looking back I just remember being so sick. At one point I couldn’t even move from my bed to the commode right by my side without gasping for breath and struggling the whole way. With my legs feeling much better, I feel like pretty soon I’ll be up and walking to build endurance in preparation to go back to work. I know I’ve said it a million times, but the human body never ceases to amaze me.