Moving on.

It has only been a few days, but Marci and I are feeling a bit better about the whole thing.  She has been applying to some new jobs, and we're thinking about the future in a positive way.  Her recovery seems to be going well.  We're glad, however, that a follow up appointment is coming up in a couple weeks.

On Friday we were invited to dinner by some colleagues of mine; we had a really good time eating some excellent food, drinking wine, and talking about all manner of topics for five hours until around midnight.  This really took our minds off the week.  It also confirmed that we made the right decision to uproot ourselves and change jobs and cities.

I've been stepping up my workouts over the last seven or so weeks.  Initially, this must have been partly due to news of the pregnancy (which I know from the first time around gives you plenty to think about and plan for).  Now, it's to burn off extra tension and some mild depression over our loss.  Also, honestly, it's because this is a really great gym, too.