I have been in Kentucky. I wasn't there for the Derby. I wasn't there for the storm. And despite what my children thought, I wasn't there for fun. I rushed there to possibly say goodbye to my precious Kelly. After a terrifying call full of tears and fear, I was on a plane. I have never been on such an emotional roller coaster. From the initial call that Kelly was in complete liver failure to seeing Kelly and her feeling a bit better to Kelly being told that there was nothing the Dr's could would do to help her to her other Dr. in Louisville saying he wanted her transfered immediately and then finally to her making strides in the right direction. And through it all Kelly's beautiful family; Mother, Father, Sister and her husband Michael and little one Maddie, Mother and Father in Law, Matt and Ari being so strong, so supportive. See... roller coaster. I'm getting sea sick just reading it. I thank God it has all taken the turn that it has taken. And what started as the most horrible trip of my life ended with my leaving full of hope. Hope. As you may have noticed the theme for this month is the same as last. Kelly requested that. I fully concur. We continue to hope that all will continue in the direction it is going now. Kelly is still in the hospital, but each day things get a bit better. Sodium levels are up. Bilirubin seems to be peaking, soon to be dropping. They hope to release her soon. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. Kelly derives such strength from knowing you all are out there pulling for her. Me, too.