Yesterday was the BIG day. I woke up and was told I was going home. That was the best news ever to wake up to. Seriously. I got to have a little breakfast, get some IVs taken out, and pack up my stuff. I felt bad though, my roommate was told she was unable to go back home. She was a positive voice for me the day before, so I tried to be that to her as well. In order to keep her spirits up, I colored her a picture and left a little message to her, which I really believe she enjoyed. She was really nice and it was hard to know she wasn't leaving, but I was able to go home and the smile on my face was very hard to wipe off.
By 11 I was home and finally got to shower, which was the most amazing thing in the history of the world. Then Chris and I were able to have lunch after dropping off prescriptions at work. The food was pretty good, even though it was just McDonalds. And unfortunately (not at all) the shots for my stomach need some prior authorization so that was not filled for me. Tragic if you ask me. Please note the sarcasm.
Heather and Shannon came over to visit me yesterday. Prior to them coming over I was taking a nap which seems to be the only thing I have been doing since coming home. And while I was chatting/visiting them, I realized my body felt like it did after New Years. Which for those newer readers means that it got hit by a truck because it is not used to being able to move around so freely. It didn't last long like the last time, but it is still a very weird feeling of it being a struggle to sit up with your friends.
On another note, my knees are getting used to walking around again. My elbows are getting used to bending without IVs stuck in them and giving high fives sometimes hurts. Yes, I know how silly that sounds. Plus fist pumping to music? Not happening anytime soon unfortunately. My hands look like a land mine with all the bruises but none of this matters.
BECAUSE I'M HOME!!!!!!
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