Today was supposed to be our flight back. That, too, will be an insurance case. However, we got a single hospital bedroom meanwhile. We just make it work somehow. All things considered: it could be worse, of course. I am long past the “5 stages of grief”-thing at this point, that took about 2 weeks. Therapy still doesn’t improve the values but at least I am hovering around 5.9-6.4 g/dl HGB. Normal is around 13.