Day 7: The Bad News

It was Sunday I learned that I would NOT be leaving Monday morning, but rather have to stay in the hospital until Wednesday. It was also then I got my new and final IV tap. This time, they called an anesthesiologist to tap my vein. This was probably the most painful of any of the jabs I received during my stay. It ACHED, but it worked. I didn't have to hold my hand a certain way, and the drip would go pretty quick. They tapped a major vein.

By now my fever was gone and I could sleep normally. Meals continued to be delicious, and even though the prospect of being stuck for an additional two days stunk, at least I was going to eat well.

Day 8 and 9: Wrap up.

There wasn't much going on these two days except for one major factor: My arch-nemesis from high school visited. I didn't like this guy at all then, and I was surprised to see him. He changed quite a bit. He turned out to be a minister for my old church. He's still the big guy he used to be, but not the jerk. It was pretty cool to catch up with him.

Oh yeah, the new antibiotic they gave me STUNG. They warned me, but pumping a stinging juice through an aching vein is just ARGH.

Day 10: Homeward Bound.

Finally- Wednesday morning, I got the OK to head home. I got unplugged, cleaned up and dressed, and picked up everything. My car was waiting outside. Finally I was out. Hopefully, I never have to go through that again.