I know you have all been worried. I have to say I was worried too. I'm not going to go into too much detail, but I had a horrible cancer related illness that almost took me out. My friends and family were counting me out. Of course, I'm a fighter and knew I wasn't ready to leave.
I have been completely bedridden since the end of April. Every bone in my body hurt. It's been challenging mentally as well as physically. At the moment I still can't walk because I've lost so much muscle mass. Next week I start physical therapy and I'm determined to fight my way back.
This is the third time I've had to fight back. I'm hoping I have at least 9 lives like a cat.
Now that my brain and hands are functioning again, I will read some of your blog posts. Thanks for thinking of me!