Ok, so i have officially been home over a day now and it feels so amazing! Coming home from the hospital was an emotional journey in itself. I guess true emotion has a way of overwhelming us in a ways that we don't understand so that we start to cry at the oddest times. For me, it was being rolled out of the hospital (in one of the largest wheelchairs in the hospital I might add. The nice old guy who wheeled me from my room to the front of the hospital was used to transporting slightly larger or more debilitated people off the Neuro/Ortho floor instead of someone as young as me) and into that wall of humidity that set me off. I had tears coming down my cheeks all the way home I was hit so strong with some unknown feeling. I think it was a combination of gratefulness and having someone like Mom just with me, and happiness at finally just being home.
Yeah, the stress from holding back tears didn't help the throbbing in my head and neck any, but i was given two large pain meds for the road so it wasn't that excruciating.
Just walking in the door to home set off this major relief. I got to see Lucky (my big fat cat) again, went to her almost right away. She was slightly in an irritated mood from Colin Weaver (who had been watching Shawn, David, and Paul with his sister Kate while Mom brought me home) so she was a little antsy when i reached my hand out to let her sniff me, but she started purring hard enough once she realized who I was. (on a side note, Lucky has been watching me a bit whenever i'm near and keeps coming over to rub herself against me when i'm close enough. I see it as her way of trying to get rid of all those alien smells from the hospital i carry on me)
After getting inside and the Weavers went home, i was allowed to once again be hit by a wave of gratitude for one of God's greatest gifts, and that is the creation of a mobile shower head. I hadn't taken a true shower, all over suds and scrubbed down every inch of me since the day before surgery. I still had bandages on my neck so i couldn't get that area wet, which also means my hair pretty much had to stay dry, but thanks to Mom and her amazingness, she put Grandma Sallie's shower chair in her own shower and with the stability of the seat, i was able to use my good left hand to use her flexible shower head to scrub the majority of my body and feel, for the most part, clean!
I've been moved to Dad's room for now, mostly because its a strategic spot, that and his bed is flat while my own is a water bed and therefore might make it a big harder to get up if i had to go to the bathroom, for example. So anyway, the rest of the day was basically resting, and feeling emotionally overwhelmed, and so for some reason asked if any of the boys would watch any movies with me. (ended up watching three or four disney movies with David, and Shawn joined us near the last two)
