Thank You, Tammy

Tammy called me this evening to see how I was doing. "No blog updates and I'm not afraid to use the phone."

I'm doing so much better. I feel like I've got all my strength back, but just out of shape. They are still running tests to figure out what caused the blood clots to form. I'm hoping that they are able to figure it out and that's is not something sinister.

I've been back to work for two weeks now, so I'd say things are pretty much back to normal. It's interesting with a scare like this how your family reacts. I think my boys were pretty scared, which I don't blame them. I was a little scared, too, but whenever I asked them to do something, there was no argument or procrastinating. I guess now that I'm better, they'll start taking me for granted again. My husband, who knew everything that was going on, was a little frightened, too, but he's been so supportive and kind. He even got me an early birthday present. He's taking me to see Gordon Lightfoot at the Majestic Theatre, one of San Antonio's most beautiful venues. He's not taking me for granted.

I am still asking for prayers that the source of my illness may be found and that it's not something that can't be easily fixed. My family history, though, makes me concerned. Thank you, my dear readers and friends, for your support through prayers, cards, and phone calls. I love you.