Thursday, March 20, 2014

A Thousand Rubies, Sometimes More

It appears as though I might be sprung from the hospital today. My face is recognizable, so that's nice. A lovely PCA came into today, looked at me, and said, "Are you the same person as yesterday?"

"Yes," I said.

"I don't recognize you! You're so much more prettier!"

So, I'll take that as a good sign. I also don't have neck rolls today, which is nice.

What I do have is a lingering headache and desire to go free and prosper.

What we're waiting on is a visit from the infectious disease doctor. It appears I might have MRSA, which has implications for future treatment, according to the hospitalist. Is that a word? What kind of doctor is a hospitalist? Internal medicine?

Anyway, it looks like I might recover my looks, so there's something.


LH said...

I'm happy you're going home.
Phew! You've been through the mill.
You're tough stuff, kiddo!

Jill said...

I'm so sorry! This sounds completely awful!!

mm said...

I love the "I don't recognize you! You're so much prettier."

kc said...

I actually didn't have mrsa! So, that's nice! Also, I'm home from the hospital.