nadzofsteel

Christmas was weird as far as the gifts were concerned. I got a couple of things for myself, natch, and got something REAL big from the good lord, as it were.

I wanted to wait until all the news was positive to say anything to anyone about this. I haven't even told most of my closest friends because I didn't want anyone showering me with more attention than i wanted and making me think about it more than I was already.

Long story short, my Mom's been in the hospital for the last 3 weeks, one week in ICU from the demise of her liver, and then the last two recovering from a liver transplant. It's sheer luck (as well as the severity of the sitch) that got her a new liver within a week of needing one. She's been recovering with only the most positive signs and no complications, and the doctors have used the word "normal" about her condition more than any other doctor ever has.

I just got word today that they've checked her out of the hospital and sent her to a rehab center. She needs a couple of weeks of physical therapy to get her strength and her legs back. But she's on her way, and will eventually be better all around. And that makes me happy.

The whole thing made me more emotional than I ever thought I could be. Those of you who know me well know that it takes a lot to upset or stir me. This was a lot, I guess.

But it was a truly Merry Christmas. And I'm eternally grateful for my gift.