Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Fedex came through with a few weeks of CellCept and we jammed the Prius full of stuff and got on the turnpike westbound about 1:30. When we got home she just wandered around and said, "I'm home, in my own house. I know where everything is." She's sitting in her bean bag chair stringing up the cranes. Even though we have to go back Monday a few days here seems luscious! It seems like it has dawned us anew--Emily had a heart transplant a few weeks ago, and we're home from it.