I am happy to say that I am home.
Maybe it was the last two days when then doctors came to talk to me and I couldn't stop crying during our appointments that they felt bad, but I just wanted to be at home. I couldn't control my emotions. They also removed my feeding tube.
It was strange leaving the hospital. They came over, removed my IV, gave me a little packet and sent me on my way. 15 days in the hospital and all I had to do was push a button at the end of the hall and I was free.
Not only was it strange leaving the hospital, it was kinda scary too. I am afraid of the unknown. I am afraid of this happening again. Chances are slim and as long as I eat properly, I should be back to running 5ks soon, back to crafting like a mad woman and getting busy again. But for now, I am ok with taking it slow. With my mother-in-law here with us, it's going to be easier for me. She can help step in where I need the help during the day, or when I just need a break because I am still so tired during the day.
The other insanely amazing thing was coming home was seeing a fridge (actually both our fridges) stocked, and I do mean STOCKED, with food that our friends have brought by for us. My house was also cleaned since a friend came cleaned. My pantry was stocked, there were all kinds of treats and flowers. I still am getting people asking me if we need food and people still offering to help.
On top of my dad flying out, my mother-in-law flew out the day after Matt called and asked her to come, and she is here as long as I need her.
I had friends on my online discussion board do a collection and sent me a care package that was INCREDIBLE!
Since I was hospitalized for Lucy's 6th birthday, we had to cancel her party but my friends showed up on her birthday, balloons and party hats in hand and threw her an amazing party so she would feel special on her birthday.
The amount of support, cards, texts, emails, food, help...I have been so humbled. There are not words for me to use to describe my gratitude to everyone in the community around me that has helped even strangers, that has taken time out of their own day to help my family and myself. It quite literally brings me to sobs in happiness. I don't know how I will ever repay these amazing acts of kindness, but I won't ever stop trying.
So I am home. I am on the mend. And where this won't be an easy process, it will be one that I will take my time on so that I can get better the right way and not end up in this situation again.
Thank you everyone for your kind words, your emails, your texts, your EVERYTHING. You have no idea what it all has meant to me.