Morning in the hospital

There's free wifi in the hospital, so I'm writing this from my bed
with my iPod touch. It's about 8:00 and I've been up for 2 hours, on
and off. They wake me up at 6 am to check on me. How am I supposed
to know how I'm feeling then? I'm still half-asleep for christ's sake!
I can go to the bathroom almost entirely by myself, and I can walk
around, so that means they're gonna kick me out soon. Probably
tomorrow morning.

I'm glad to be going home, but I'm a little worried too. A nurse will
come to the house to help with the drains- I still have 5 drains. I
don't have a bathroom on the main floor, so I'll probably just hang on
the 2nd floor for a while. Today, while I'm still in the hospital,
I'll practice some stairs to see how I do.

In general, I'm feeling pretty good and am encouraged by my progress.
Every once and a while I get tired, or frustrated, or just plain
sad. But then I focus on why I did this - to have a nice normal life
where I don't have to worry about my health. I think about things I'm
looking forward to, and even though it seems like a long way off, I
know I'll be feeling pretty normal soon.

My family has been here a lot, and that really helps. They keep me entertained with stories and the latest news.  Over the weekend, when I just wanted to lie in bed with my eyes closed, that was nice.  And now I'm up and about, they help me walk and do whatever I need.  I love it when Ian visits because he makes me happy.  I know the long hours are hard on him, but he's so good at just hanging around.

The nurse was just here and I got my sponge bath.  That feels nice.  And I got to brush my teeth for the first time which feels awesome.  No more stinky!

Now I'm going to make a video,  typing is a bit hard.