As of today, I have had my longest hospital stay yet. Today is 22 days in a single stay.
I woke up with the same sore throat, mouth sores, and inability to swallow much. I found out that my WBC counts stayed the same and my neutrophils actually dropped a little. And then the new doctor making rounds told me that Friday was not very likely to go home. He said that I am quite far ahead of schedule--he would have expected my counts to have gone up on this Friday--but I still needed to get off the IV meds and make sure I can stabilize my levels of meds through oral administration. He said maybe this weekend...
And I felt so dejected and not-ready this morning that I was okay with it.
But as the day went on, I felt a bit better. The sun was out. I showered, I walked, I ate more than just a few bites of solid food at lunch. I did NOT nap (which was pretty tough). I listened to a podcast. I knit. I realized it didn't hurt quite as much to talk, so I talked to my nurses and CNAs. I asked if I could try to take some of my smaller pills orally and just leave the monster pills for IV one more day. I ate some solid food at dinner--and it didn't upset my stomach either. I swallowed the smaller pills.
I may not be able to get home on Friday, but I am going to try my absolute best to get home as soon as my body lets me. And I hope that my counts tomorrow will show that I'm feeling better because my neutrophils have risen again. I'm still moving forward.
You will definitely get there and knowing you, be gardening before too long. Nothing stops you. Hope the return home is sooner rather than later; I can tell you are on the road there.
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