When reality set in...

My last week in the hpspital is really when reality set in. I got moved to a regular room on a Friday. And that's when they started to slow down on the pain medicine. I feel in love with iv pain medicine. It helps instantly. I can see why people get addicted. Haha. Ok enough of that. The next day my dad came down and I believe on that sunday Jenifer, her mom and Leslie came from Myrtle Beach to see me and also as another Surprise Kim and Leon came down. On Monday. my mom, step dad and grandma was down. That day I had a eye doctor's appointment, and I got so hot I ended sick in the doctor's office. I was so embarassed. I did meet a nice guy name Jay from Little Rock, Arkansas. He was a studest there and stayed by my side till the nurse came to get me. Then I had to do this test where they put these electobe things on my head. And I had to see these dots things or what I could see from it. I still wasn't feel good. I felt awful and was freaked out. I got back to my room where the floor nurse fussed because they didn't bring my straight back when I got sick. Cause it could mean pressure was building back up in my head. So once again I had to leave the room and go have a CT scan done. Thankfully the results came back clear. The doctors agreed that maybe it's beause I got too hot. They gave me Zofran to settle my stomach and I slept. I didn't want food or anything. I just wanted sleep.

Tuesday morning, my first day alone, without being drugged up, watching Rosanne of all things. The episode where Darlene goes into labor and she might lose the baby, I guess you can say that's when really when reality set in. I cried for a little. Then later on that day was when the resident optomologist came in and I asked him my chances of getting my vision back. Wednesday, my luck seemed to be changing. Because of the blood clots and the blood disorder, I had to be put on blood thinners and this entire time I was there I had an IV in with a blood thinner hooked up to it. Before I could get released my blood had to become what they called theraputic. If any normal person was to go and get their pt inr check it would or should be at a 1. Mine needed to be between 2-3. On Wednesday mine was at 1.9 so I was close. they told me I might be going home that Friday. Well also that same day they started me on the IV steroids. So now I had two ivs in me. Tuesday and Thursday were my only days alone. Wednesday Aamber and her step dad came down and then that night Keith, Brandon, and Amber came to visit. I loved having visitors. Thursday wasn't so bad cause I got the news my blood was theraputic and that I was going home. I was so happy. I was telling anyone and everyone who called. Also because of the steroids I started to see more out of my left eye better. and I could read the word Ensure on the Ensure bottle. I could tell there was a bowl on my plate. I could look out my door and see the frame of a picture on the wall. Couldn't give you details but I knew it was there. I remember Kim calling and me telling her and her crying. I was so excited about it and here she was crying. But that one of the reasons why I love her.

On discharge day, my dad came down, and they did one more dose of sterioids, and my physical therapist came to walk with me one last time. I could see the stairs. Her name was Kim also. She was so shocked at how much strength I had for someone who had been laying in the bed for 3 weeks. I think we left around 1 or so. We got back home and I was ready for a shower. My first shower in 3 WEEKS. The entire time I was in there I couldn't shower cause I was hooked up to that freaking machine. It felt like heaven. Or what I imagine what heaven would feel like. Haha. That night I went to Applebee's to see everyone at work. I got a warm welcome. With most of the people nI worked with and a lot of my friends outside of work I couldn't ask for a better support group. This was the beginning of my new life. I guess you can say a better life. A better me.