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Another Busy Week

My first trip out, other than to the hospital, occured Wednesday this week when Maryse and I drove out to Megan's for dinner. We spent some quality time with Miko before he went to bed, had dinner with Megan, and got a chance to chat with new, big, flat screen TV-owner Selo after he got home from work. It was a most enjoyable evening. We got home around 10:30, well past my nightly bedtime of 8:00.

I was a little tired the next day, but not too tired to welcome Matt for dinner and a visit Thursday evening. While we talk or text fairly regularly we hadn't seen each other since Meg's wedding in September. It was great to see him.

Seeing both Meg and Matt this week also allowed us to nail down holiday plans. I'm really looking forward to having them over for New Year's Day dinner.

Maryse's mom arrives tonight from Kelowna for a holiday visit. Philippe joins us briefly from Montreal. And then Jean-Marc and BooBoo arrive next week. Then we're off to Montreal for a Pesant family Christmas at Maryse's cousin's, Louise. Should be a busy place around here as Christmas approaches...


Still getting stronger, slowly but surely. I was somewhat fatigued after my late night, Wednesday. I could tell, because it took considerable effort to sit at the table or stand for very long. It's a tad frustrating. I wish I was stronger. But I guess I have to be patient. It's only 2 months since the transplant and I'm told it takes 4-6 months before I'll be 100%.

But I'm developing a healthy appetite and I've gained 5 lbs. I'm now 175lbs soaking wet!


Music: Bring the Family by John Hiatt

Book: A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini

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