My goodness but it feels great to be home. The trip home was harder than I expected. Even though I’d been cleared to carry things up to 20lbs (previously, I was only able to carry things that weighed less than 10lbs), I still had to fight with MaryBeth over what I could (and could not) carry through the airport. At one point, I thought I would need a wheelchair to get around, but I was able to walk to the gate in Baltimore. Once we got to Atlanta, though, MaryBeth made me take the courtesy electric cart from our gate (which was almost at the end of the concourse).
For those of you who haven’t been to Hartsfield Airport, there is a train that travels between the (five) different concourses. I usually walk from whatever concourse the plane parks at to baggage claim. Today: not so much. I took the train AND sat down while I was riding. My friend, Luis, picked us up and delivered us home (though, I have to say that I am not entirely sure whose home I am in; the furnishings and whatnot look familiar, but it was entirely TOO neat and tidy to be our house). Again, thank you to Susan and Rachel for helping getting things ready for our return (including flowers and a ‘Welcome Home’ sign).
As I have mentioned previously, I belong to a Unitarian Church. Several members from that church have had medical procedures, and they each used a recliner (the same recliner) during their recovery (apparently, the recliner has been past from person to person as needed). Well, I spent some recovery time in the UUCG Recovery Recliner this afternoon. I look forward to spending more time in it during the weeks to come.
Thank you to everyone who has brought food over the last week. A quick look in the fridge lets me know that we have enough food to last quite a while (of course, given that I cannot eat that much anyway means the food will go that much farther).
PS: In case there are any smart alecks who think to correct me about my “Shawshank Redemption” quote, I suggest they check out this YouTube video clip. ’nuff said.