Did You Miss Me?

The more serious the illness, the more important it is for you to fight back, mobilizing all your resources - spiritual, emotional, intellectual, physical. ~ Norman Cousins

To the uninformed, I've been sick ever since last week Thursday. I actually had to be rushed to the hospital via ambulance with some complications arising from my sickle cell. The EMT was so utterly fabulous (as well as a delectable piece of eye candy), that I even in my pain induced and hyperventilating state managed to notice. He put an 18 gauge IV needle in my arm (which is usually full of hapless veins that noone can put an IV in) -- all this while being ensconced in the back of the moving ambulance on a bumpy road (I did feel every single bump!)

Anyway, the hospital stay was unremarkable and mostly uneventful. My blood levels were low but my doctors decided not to give me a blood transfusion (thank goodness!), the food was utterly abysmal but I really wasn't hungry anyway. I got wonderful doses of LEGAL drugs that left me in a happy daze most of the time. Which was good because it helped me avoid interacting with my psychotic roommate, who cussed out everyone--the nurses, the staff, the hospital administrator and the doctors, but who managed to leave me out of the cursing because I was out of it.

I'm home now, still get tired very easily, sleep about 16 hours during the day and am trying to keep up with my fluids and meds. Hopefully I will be back to my vixenish self by the weekend.

Thanks for all the lovely phone calls, emails and loving care from everyone and yes, it's good to be back.