Day 6, Sun. Day.

Is that nice? a Sun Day. ^^

So today is it. I've had my heplock(sp?) pulled out (IV), everything is packed, and I am about to be discharged from the hospital. I'm feeling a little buzzed. I'm showered, back in 'street clothes' (they actualy encourage that patients wear street clothes most of the time but I went for soft pjs... everyday.

I'm finding this post harder to write than I thought. Not for sentimental reasons. I was given a smaller dosage of meds to 'combat' the headache I've had since the morning and I think it must have some kind of upper as we as muscle relaxant in it to combat the sluggishness of the muscle relaxant. ... meaning, my brain is kind of slowish, but my hands (and my whole body are shaking slightly)
I think, also, although I am not very conscious of it, the apprehension about leaving this 'safe'
environment is probaby adding to it as well. (Imagine a whole floor of people I can go out to dinner with that I DONT have to explain all the silly food rules. COOL. : )

I feel compelled (boo. big words.) to give a slight recap of yesterday.

It was mostly spent n migraine stupor. and then waiting the necessary 8 hours until they would give me another dose of the medicine I wanted. (They increased the wait time to wean me off of it supposedly). That was about it. OH! and my Tagalog vocabulary has slightly increased to now include the words for: "thank you" and "please." Most of the nurses are filipino.

I'm going to end this post and start a new one to talk about what I think I really wanted to say. This has gotten a bit rambly.