Hi, guys!
Today is my fifth day in the hospital, and still nothing has changed. I really want to go home, and it looks like today is my chance to go back. Maybe I'll be home this evening. I have trouble breathing, I need an air purifier, and I think I managed to convince the doctor to discharge me and my husband to take me home.
Of course, this may not be very good from the point of view of treatment, but it is very good from the point of view of my peace of mind. Home is better one way or another. The walls heal there, and I know it very well. There is nothing that they do to me here that I could not do there. Here they only give me injections, exactly the same injections I can give myself at home too. So I hope I'll be home this evening.
My husband was really angry, of course, he hoped that I would stay in the hospital for the full two weeks, but it didn't turn out the way he wanted. So what? He'll give me injections at home, he also found a problem for me, nothing terrible will come of it. He'll practice one more time.
Moreover, I can't study here at all, and it would be nice if I could. Maybe it will be easier at home. Or maybe it won't be, that's also an option. At home, I'm also going to finish my treatment, and not immediately throw myself headlong into work.
Maybe this is not very right, but I miss home and really want to go home. My husband will get angry and calm down, no big deal, but I'll be home and I'll be able to breathe normally.
Have a great day, everyone!
