Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Home Sweet Home

Yes that's right, I came home today! I was a little nervous at first but I realized I just have to be careful. At the hospital, it was easy, they did all the work. Here at home, I'm the one that has to be more proactive in my health care. They gave me some face masks that I was advised to wear if I was going to be in a crowded area. Not looking forward to that but oh well. My dad bought me an air purifier/allergen remover which actually has done alot to ease my anxiety. And more than anything I'm so happy I'm not on the low bacteria diet anymore! But I'm suppose to avoid fast food which is cool.

I asked my doctor if we could push the date up for my other transplant and he said he would get back to me. I figured I feel well and I don't need a month to recover when I never really got sick. Even though I was discharged early, I'm still going to be monitored closely as an outpatient so I already have an appointment on Friday. I have a swollen lymph node on the right side of my neck, right above my clavicle, that I can feel and which the doctor uses to monitor my progress. When it doesn't feel like it's changed we can tell the treatment hasn't made an impact. Now, I don't know whether I'm imagining it or not, but it feels smaller and softer than before. It gives me so much hope. I hope I'm not imagining it.

Today I bought one of those mini file boxes, they're plastic and they look like a toolbox but you keep files in it. I have to say, organizing my paperwork was among the highlights of my day. I've been wanting to do it for weeks. I'm really organized but I used to use folders and they were getting too full and ratty and using multiple folders was getting complicated. I love knowing that all of my medical paperwork, student loan info, and past tax returns are in one place.

Say no to germs, viruses, and bacteria! And if you're sick, don't you dare come visit me!

1 comment:

Unknown said...

I hope the home healing is going well. I'm really bad about germs, I'm still in the 6 year old view of if you can't see it it must not be there. I still wash my hands, but part of me wonders if they are really that dirty.