Going HOME!

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FINALLY!!! The day came where I got to come home! The discharge process was long. We were waiting on my travel oxygen to get there. Once that did, we were waiting on my prescriptions to be ready in the pharmacy. I opted to not take a pain pill from the nurse b/c my new prescription was going to be ready very soon and she said that if I took one from her, we couldn't leave for 2 hours. Well, it took over 2 hours for the Rx to be ready and it was different than what I had been taking, so I didn't want to take that and chance it making me sick on the car ride home. Wrong decision. Word of advice - always take the pain medicine! LOL. It was BUMPY and completely uncomfortable! LOL. But, after 2 long hours, we made it HOME. My sister and brother in law met us at our house with a recliner and a wheel chair for me to use. My mom, who drove me home, got me settled inside, then went to Walmart to get a few things I'd probably need. Our youngest pup, was also hospitalized while I was, and she got to come home this day, too. It's like the dogs knew. Usually, Mila would jump right up on my stomach, but she knew not to...they all did. Now to get used to this new feeling of pain, oxygen cords everywhere and sleeping in a recliner. Oh boy.


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