I never cease to be amazed by the thoughtfulness and kindness of so many of my Internet friends. Even though in many instances we've never seen each other's faces, or heard each other's voices, or even know each other's full RL names, you've shown real, caring friendship, and spoken words of encouragement, and offered prayers and well-wishes, that have helped enormously to carry me through a dark and difficult time. I thank God for all of you, and thank each of you as well, from the bottom of my heart.
For the record, things are going quite well now. We're settling into a routine with baby Paul -- or as near a routine as one can have with a fast-growing, ever-changing newborn -- and I've been able to get a lot more of that much-needed sleep. The abdominal pain hasn't come back, I'm past the panic attacks and depression, the latest bout of thrush seems to be (for the moment anyway) beaten, and I've started to take over the household chores and baby care that I couldn't manage before. It feels good to be back in the game, though I'm still wary of pushing myself too hard (and so are my parents and husband, so they're encouraging me to take it slow and easy).
Off to make supper now, or rather warm it up (hooray for deep freezers!).