And I didn’t even realize. I was driving to Sabrina’s house last night, and I was thinking of her triathalons, and I was remembering how last year I had to miss her very first one ever because I was in the hospital. That was my first day inpatient. June 6, 2009.

I’m not going to do a big thing about how I’ve learned so much and come so far because honestly, it’s been done. But I will say that anybody who’s feeling depressed and alone ought to go back and read my entries from June of last year. That’s when I started being really candid about my disease. I wish I’d started sooner, because I know it helps other people. And it’s also helped me. So instead of a recap, I’d like to say thanks. Thank you to all my readers, especially everybody who’s commented, emailed, or called. You guys are a big reason why I am where I am, and I couldn’t have done it without you. Let’s all have a drink sometime, eh?