Reflections 2/21/2020: I’m welcoming back Muncho Woman! Actually have gotten back both my appetite and my ability to digest food after them both going MIA for the past few months! Feels great to look at food and spontaneously do a Pavlov dog conditioned response of salivation! Dinner bell… desire for food! Yeah! Not sure what kicked it in but in happened during my hospital stay, so something good CAN come from unwanted U-turns! Between actually eating food, the swelling from the allergic reaction, and the pumping of steroids into my system, my face looks like a really bad caricature of a startled puffy iguana. (No pics allowed to chronicle this regression to earlier evolutionary states!) Hmmm… maybe my fears of being mutated with the radioactive tests were more warranted than I realized… just took some time to take effect! The hospital is releasing me today since they say my allergic reaction is now under my own control, but I snuck a look at my chart and the real reason is that they don’t want me scaring the other patients with rumors of a swamp monster stalking the halls! Bryn even risked touching my reptilian claws with a loving pedicure this morning to make this monster a tad less scary! A true test of love! Sooo God. We head home again. New plan still in the making. Taking it one day at a time. Only request is to help me reclaim my face soon so don’t feel like I’m encased in a latex monster mask forever. I know You love me either way, but that’s not as easy for me to do as You.