Home...

Well, I made it home yesterday after what can only be called a very difficult 17 days at MGH. I come home with a fair amount of healing left to do, and a lot of things to balance as I transition back into my life.

My care at MGH was extra ordinary, from the team of doctors that managed my VERY complicated case to the nursing staff which was truly amazing. I dodged a lot of bullets during this stay and am really lucky and grateful to still be around. The level of knowledge, support and caring I received was like nothing I have ever encountered at a hospital (and I am used to getting very good care). The nurses and aids helped me through some pretty dark times...and I am most grateful.

After I was stable and able to be free of machines and IV's, it became clear to me that I needed to get home to really heal. Time is suspended in the hospital...day and night blur as you get checked 24/7, tested and attended to as buzzers go off, people moan, and staff rush around... you never really sleep and are always out of balance. At times, I needed LOTS of care and then lots of vigilance to make sure that I had stopped bleeding and it was safe for me to go back on blood thinners and prepare to go home.... So now that I am home, I can bask in the peace of my garden and the presence of my beautiful family. I already feel stronger.

The coming weeks will bring some challenges that I have to work through, but at least for now, I am in a great place, and hope to get my body back on track...

Thank you to all my friends and family by my side that saw me through this and for all of you who have kept me your thoughts...