I am home. I am still sick. But at least I get to be sick in peace and on my own terms.
More than anything--more even than that shower that I really need right now--I just want to sleep. In the hospital there were so many nighttime tests and botherings that my sleep was terrible and I think that impairs healing worse than anything.
I'll shower in the morning. Afternoon. Whenever I get up. It's my own fucking decision for once.
I'm so glad to be home.