Always Pushing

A little pooped (no, i haven't pooped yet, don't get excited) after a long day, so I can't write much tonight. I am happy, however, to report the following:

* each of my walks around the halls gets longer and faster and easier
* despite the current pain I'm experiencing in my ribs and back, I'm getting stronger and feeling more like my old self (just a sweeter, new cancer-free version of myself) by the minute
* Music should be credited, in part, for my rapid recovery. Drake and Lil' Wayne specifically helped me power through those moments when my drains and chest tubes were being removed. Old school Jackson 5
inspired me during my late night walk around the halls tonight. Moby helps me fall asleep after waking up in the middle of the night with an achy back.
* My sense of smell is freakishly acute these days.
* I dream about 20 times a day. Little, realistic, hilarious dreams.
* Tomorrow, with a bit of luck, I'll be rid of this dreaded NG tube.
* Tomorrow, I get to see my sweet pup, Winston!! So excited to reunite with my son.

Thanks again for all of your daily support. Your love and well wishes are like rocket fuel to me.