I still haven't heard anything from my Pulmonologist or his nurse regarding the transplant. She was to call me when there was news. I am not going to be calling them every week, but the 26th of this month will be a month since I was told, so I will call then. And, once a month thereafter. That isn't bothering them too much is it? I am trying my best to have patience and to not dwell on the "transplant" word. So far I think I have done pretty well. I am keeping busy with trying to lose weight, getting my house ready for fall, and looking forward to a optometry appointment the 12th... after which I am hoping with new glasses I will be able to go back to my bead work. That will give me something to occupy my time and take my mind off food, sickness and transplant.
I have probably 10 pounds of beads (not an exaggerating) that have been set aside, and when Mom passed away I brought hers home. She had just as many as I did. It was a joy of ours to shop for them. We would find all kinds of out of the way bead stores. God, I miss her so much.
My cookbook arrived and I am very pleased with it. I think it will make nice gifts for my brothers, and I will get one for Brittney too.