In the words of the great Jackie Gleason, “How sweet it is!”
There’s a lot that I want to write, but tonight is for hanging out at home with BF, MF, C, K, and The Dog. Check again tomorrow or the next day.
The short the story is that the docs decided the benefits of going home outweigh the risks. And apparently those stem cells made surprisingly short work of it all. I’m home for the next 40 hours. If all goes well, I’ll be officially discharged Wednesday morning. The next 6 months will still be risky, however.
I can’t drink. Have one for me!