January 25, 2023. One month post transplant. Looking clean in Jacob Eye Home. Reciting poetry with Jack Haven. Weighing 160. Skin and bones and looking like I played with the Rolling Stones.
That morning Charlotta Janssen said, "You're not in the waiting room anymore. You're alive. Get a hair cut and start dressing good. "
When she is right she is very right.
Aran Isles sweater hanging off a scarecrow. Dancing dancing dancing, "I'm a dancing machine."
No comments:
Post a Comment