Yep! Got discharged about 9:45pm and we left shortly after that. Sleep finally found me on our drive home, but still exhausted. We all are. Got home not too long ago and I am ready to jump (not literally) into bed. My own bed. 🙂 I am feeling much better compared to how I entered the hospital/the last two weeks, but it will still take recovery time and getting used to the new stomach/digestive medicines and the steroids. Doctors are now aware of the problems I have been having and will keep in contact with me about how I am doing. My main doctor was out-of-town so he has yet to be notified about all this too.
Thank you for your prayers. The doctors there are so kind and want to help me feel the best and maintain the best I can as long as I can and I am thankful for that too; it is a huge blessing to me and my family.
And I just cannot thank God enough for my family. For all their love and care, texts of encouragement, and by replacing a short trip to see grandparents and cousins to hang out with me in the hospital. And those extended family members who understand the sacrifice they had to make to help me feel better as it was in part a sacrifice for you too, thank you for your love and prayers.
It is in moments like these that I do not understand why my problem had to come at a time like this, but trusting good has come out of it. Because God is good. And that is what I am going to think about as I fall asleep. I am going to trade my guilty weight of “bringing down the family and ruining the weekend” with thoughts of God’s goodness and grace.