Day 41, AYAT - Day two off of antibiotics, and I still have a fever but it was much lower. 99.4. My white blood count had improved and we were waiting and watching. Physical therapy was recommending that I go to a rehab facility once they discharged me. Guess who was absolutely against it….. Yep, I was Amy Winehouse’n my opinions to anyone who would hear it. I just felt that I could get better without a facility. Maybe there was some stubbornness associated with it but I felt that being around the people I loved would do so much more for my heart than any facility could do. With a happy heart, I could encourage my body to heal just as fast if not faster. I already was frustrated with having to ask for help in any capacity and I was tired of being a patient. I felt that I could walk enough by myself to strengthen my legs and I would be walking in no time. I remember one night in particular that I proved this theory… I had been sitting in bed and dozed off. I somehow lost my phone, the hospital phone, and the call button. I knew I needed someone to help as bending over only hurt my abdomen. So guess who got out of bed and shuffled herself to the door? I know I gave the CNA a heart attack as I called down the hallway for help. It wasn’t a panicked help, just a please help when you can kind of call. I still remember her face as she helped me back to bed and retrieved the call button, no reprimanding just compassion. Fun times were had by all! :)

Today, I made several medical calls and travel arrangements. I also got the ball rolling on some major things that hopefully will be newsworthy at some point. I am also working on my Secret Squirrel project for Dr. Wonderful. In the pic, I am giving a hint… Can you guess what I am doing???