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Wassup?

Things have quieted down since the holidays. And, I feel myself getting stronger. I no longer sit around all day in my pajamas (new year's resolution).

Went out for lunch this week (first luncheon trip to a restaurant since the transplant in October) with my friend Alec. We had dim sum on Somerset Street. It was great.

Haven't been back to the clinic at the General since early December - they keep postponing my appointment. But I feel great, other than getting the chills now and then and a case of dry skin. I've gained some weight - 12 pounds (up to 182) since the transplant. My GP filled in a form and sent it to the province this week, requesting that my driver's license be re-instated. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

Maryse's mom is still with us. Jean-Marc and Pierce are back from Panama Monday night and then they all take off home for Kelowna Tuesday.

Philippe and Laurel are up from Montreal to see Therese over the weekend before she takes off next week. First meeting between Therese and Laurel! We're all going out for Italian on Preston Street tonight.

That's about it. Been on the computer to check what's going on in the world and watched a lot of HGTV. I've gotten addicted to "Location, Location, Location" and "Relocation, Relocation" - 2 British shows about 2 folks that help home buyers find their ideal property. (Beats Ellen and Oprah!)

Book: Exit Music by Ian Rankin

Music: Small Miracles by Blue Rodeo

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