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So, I am home after almost exactly a week in the hospital! It is oddly disorienting. For a week nearly everything I needed has been within 12 feet of me, and everything else was delivered. Now I'm back to where things are in different parts of the house, and if I can't get it myself I have to bother my family. (I am not very mobile-- large wound on left foot where they drained an abscess.) And I just found out that even when I can walk, I can't drive until the PICC line is out.
I am also not out of the woods. This kind of infection is very dangerous, and because mine recurred a month after the first hospital trip, I'm on home IV antibiotics for up to 6 weeks. Just did that to myself for the first time, with my training nurse watching. (yes, I am taking LOTS of probiotics.)
All that said, it is lovely to be in my own chair and bed, and have a cat on my lap, and later I can play piano. And I washed my hair last night, oh glory!
I am also not out of the woods. This kind of infection is very dangerous, and because mine recurred a month after the first hospital trip, I'm on home IV antibiotics for up to 6 weeks. Just did that to myself for the first time, with my training nurse watching. (yes, I am taking LOTS of probiotics.)
All that said, it is lovely to be in my own chair and bed, and have a cat on my lap, and later I can play piano. And I washed my hair last night, oh glory!
