LEAVING THE HOSPITAL
Greetings!! I am happy to share the following with you all.
The road to recovery has been full of so many emotions-disappointment and anger, tears and hopelessness, followed, finally, by an enormous influx of faith hope and love, love, love. The warrior site, brought to you by the one and only Meredith, took Eric, Hattie and I on a roller coaster of joy, hope, optimism, second chances, and energy that continues to only go UP!
Let's recap the last 4 weeks. WARNING: Some of the following may be difficult to hear. This is an honest peek in to our last four weeks.
July 9, 2015: Today I discharge from the hospital. I have been here 5 1/2 of the longest weeks of my life. I don't care if I ever step foot on this hospital floor again. Waiting 32 weeks to meet baby Hattie is the only other time in my life where time passed more slowly. All I can think about is the feeling of my hubby's scratchy auburn beard against my cheek and the glow of Hattie's bright round blue eyes. And how her soft skin will feel against my forearms when I get to hold her as much and whenever I want.
I think the gastric pacer is working. God, I hope it is working. Please be working. I'm pretty sure it is, but it's hard to differentiate between the C. Diff-induced nausea and vomiting versus gasteroparesis-related nausea and vomiting. This cannot all be in vein. I don't think I'll come back from this one if it doesn't work. What am I thinking, yes I will. I always do. Think positively, Kristen.
Quickly, the gloom of what's about to come consumes me. Drug withdrawal.