I felt on top of the world….for a while, but setbacks are a bitch. I finally was transferred from ICU to IMC (Intermediate Care) there is good and bad, ICU is too intrusive, IMC not enough. In IMC I have to anticipate trips to the pot way ahead of time….the quality of care has gone down since June (my last time here).
I am now battling congestion, my lungs are weak….makes my entire body hurt when I start having coughing fits.
Now it is a bit after 1 am and I am wide awake….I may double on my pain meds, and the screamer across the hall is also awake…I am ready to go home. My body is not mine, I have hit a wall, head on, with my glasses on, so now I have bits of glass messing with my “vision”. I am struggling with trying to adapt to the changes made to my body, it is not my body. I don’t recognize it….and I don’t want it….wanna trade?