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.