Happy Thanksgiving

I'm at Becky's, listening to music on my laptop, smelling the turkey that's been cooking since 11PM, feeling very content.

Yesterday's outpatient procedure went well. I was worried that something would go wrong and I'd come out of it with reduced function, but today all is well. I don't have any pain so won't need the painkillers, thank goodness. I don't like how they make me feel.

It was Thanksgiving last year when I told the girls about Louise. I remember the four of us huddled in a hug as we contemplated what my diagnosis meant for our family. Honestly, this time last year I was convinced I'd be in a different (translated: worse) state than I actually am today. Yeah, my hand function is worse, but IT STILL FUNCTIONS. I am so grateful, thankful, hopeful--odd to say that in the face of a disease like ALS, but I am. Every single day I am given is a gift and I am very cognizant of that gift--those gifts.

Happy Thanksgiving my dear ones. I love you with all my heart.