Life is the same...

Nothing feels different. Nothing feels missing.
It has been two days and he is healing quite well. No discharge, no blood. He tells me it is itchy and apparently that is a good thing because it means it is healing. There is some swelling but nothing that isn't expected.
I think a weight has been lifted now, we don't have to worry and we don't have to give into guilt to have a child and do it just to please people. It is wonderful. I feel like a new door has opened.
I had (well it is in my drafts) a post....a pretty angry post about all the grief, guilt and lack of support but I think I will hold on to it for now. I still feel that anger....I shouldn't but some of the things said to me and to Marc I have taken very personally (some of the things said to me were meant to be very personal, but maybe I should let them pass). But I am starting to look at it in a new light...if people want to be pissy and continue to give us grief then they can stay angry while we stay happy with our life. My anger will pass and I will be able to smile and let that guilt just roll off my shoulders...that will be a good day, a day I think is close.
Anyways the post might show up, it might not but I am holding onto it....I guess it was more of a post to let my anger out, it might not be meant for wide consumption. Marc has read it though, he said it was snarky but he understood it.
So Marc has till Monday with the heparin, it has been going well. Trying to hold the needle, the vial and pull the liquid into the needle is not that easy...but I'm sure by Monday we will have it :). He is back on his cumadin but taking it at night now. He likes that more because he remembers to take it with supper.
Our fridge is fixed...finally! I was getting very stressed about it. Anyways life is good, I go back to school on Monday (I'm going to miss my holiday :P), and Marc heads back to work on Monday.