Back Home!

Yes, I made it! Monday around 12 noon Katee dropped me off at the Philadelphia airport, I checked myself in, dropped off my bag and sat down in a wheelchair. A kind young man pushed me and my chair all the way to the gate which was close to some little restaurants and a bathroom. I elevated my leg, had lunch, and watched people. Earlier that morning I had felt so overwhelmed with all the things I needed to do, which is so strange when you think about it: packing my bag does not take more than 15 minutes, a shower takes about 20 minutes until all is said and done. No big deal. Well, when you don't feel up to snuf both those tasks seem like enormous mountains that are very, very difficult to overcome. And I had 2 hours! I cried and cried and cried ~ I felt weak and fragile. Then the crying passed and I was ready on time while I took my time.

When I cancelled all my planned flights for this week and booked a ticket to go from Philadelphia to San Jose, CA, the booking agent put me in first class which was really really nice. I had an aisle seat in the first row which meant that I could elevate my leg because there was a dividing wall between my row and the airplane's kitchen. I was so grateful to have a bit of room to move about and get up and to not bother anybody.

In San Jose, my bag was one of the first on the baggage claim band and my good friend Lorraine was ready to pick me up, put me in the car and drive me home... I was certainly ready for that also!

Tuesday morning, I went to see my doctor who gave me a prescription for Warfarin (or Cumadin ~ same thing) to start taking right away, and a repeat referral for bloodwork. Friday morning I am to have my bloodwork done, then the doctor will get the results Friday afternoon and then he will call me with further instructions on dosage of the Warfarin and on potentially stopping the injections (I can't wait for that!). I was out and about a few times on Tuesday, which was really nice! My friend Bonni and I went to lunch together (after picking up my new pills at the pharmacy) at Taqueria Vallarta because I had a serious hankering for some tasty Mexican food and other than that I was on the couch, going through stacks of mail, reading magazines and watching a little bit of TV. It is strange and good to be home :-)! I don't feel comfortable driving my car yet, so I am asking my friends if they can help me out.

Well, I guess this is the end to Danielle's Adventures for now. I hope that in the future I will be able again to travel and visit and encourage, which means sequels on this blog. I really liked writing about my trip and I am grateful for your encouragement, support, prayers and love!

See you next time, my dear friends!!!

P.S. Edna decided that she was coming home with me even though she had several offers she seriously considered while in Europe. She is sitting in the window sill in my room, being very content with the way things are! I am proud of her!