It's wonderful to feel good, isn't it? I wish I had known about this place last fall and winter when I felt like crap, though. LOL

It took me 4 or 5 months post-hospital (which made it about July) before I could say I felt reasonably decent, if not wonderful, most days, but man, I do NOT take it for granted. Every day I wake up and hope it's another good day, but I'm better equipped to deal with it now if it's not.

Congrats Dex! I hope you put together a long, long string of good days!

BTW, I can contribute a Little Debbie oatmeal pie and a LD zebra cake that I picked up at Walgreens when I went to pick up my latest script. All I have at home to contribute to an anti-pity-party is cereal, sorry! :-)

Candy