I started the day sick to my stomach. It was no fun. However, it quickly picked up. My doctor took one of the pieces of glass out of my hand; it's harder than it sounds. I know why he likes his patients asleep, we bugged the crap out of him and talked his ear off while he was "operating". By the way, the numbing stuff is worse than ANYTHING!!! Ouch! After that, things really started picking up steam.
|Me, standing, with my beautiful, talented, and amazing PT!!|
|Me, sitting in the wheelchair for the first time in a while. (Immobilizer is on my right leg.)|
Throughout the day (and definitely the meeting), people kept coming in and saying goodbye. It was so heartwarming. I felt so much love. The nurses and techs even gave me a card!!! I cried. Duh. They are so sweet. I'm really going to miss them.
After the meeting, I was transported to my new rehab center! It's so nice and clean. I was a little sad, aka I cried, because I realized I didn't know anyone here. No nurses. No techs. No PTs. Just me. I have been in the hospital so long and know pretty much everyone on my floor (and a few on other floors). I started to panic a bit. I'm not a big fan of change... I started worrying about if I could do this. Then my favorite nurse showed up and wiped my tears and made it better. Mom and Dad moved in while we were laying in the bed. Ha! She stayed a while and everyone told me I would be ok. My sister stopped by to see my new place, too. I love that girl! They all helped me to adjust and I couldn't have done this without them. I am truly and deeply thankful they're in my life! Now Mom and I are relaxing and getting ready for bed.
|My favorite nurse and I layin' in my bed.|