I have returned… mostly. The post below details and sums up my last eight monthes so I’ll leave that there. It’s not something I like reliving. The thing that bothered me most of all was my loss of independence. When I was first completely bed bound and had to rely on others for everything, I hated it. I worked my ass off to get my limbs back and walk, move on my own, and try to be me again. And with my physical therapists encouraging me I did get back to normal. Then everything went to hell and I was right back to the ICU and to being bed bound. I did that three or four times. Now I’m home and finally taking on stairs again. The best thing was dropping 150lbs. I told you I’d gotten roomie there for awhile. Depression and comfort food are a bad combo. So that photo there is me as of now. Good to meet you. I’m feeling a lot better in my own skin.
This will be brief because it was a dialysis day and after getting home and getting back to work finally, I’m exhausted. I need a soft pillow, good bed, a back-rub and some serious sleep. I can’t believe all that is going on right now–a new virus and quarantine is not what I expected to come home to. I’m just thankful I’m not experiencing it still in the hospital. I hope each of you is taking care of yourself and those you love. And as I make to get in my jammies, check out my shoppe if you’ve been itching for one of my tarots. I’ve put up a few decks for sale to try and get myself back into the swing of things. More to come. Have a wonderful night and stay healthy and safe! <3