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Hey kids,
I just got home about two hours ago. I am experiencing some unpleasant and unexpected emotions. I was so very very excited about the prospect of being discharged and coming home, and getting to sleep in my own bed and reunite with my kitty of insanity. However, now that I have been home for a little while, I find that I am terribly depressed. It's because I'm all alone in this house. While the hospital is a lousy place to go to get some sleep, it is never ever lonely. There is a constant stream of nurses, visitors, lab workers, respiratory therapists, doctors, cleaning foks, acupuncture doctors, and nutritionists all ebbing and flowing through the room like a human tide. It was kind of like a big party the whole time I was there, but with lots of medicine and plastic tubing and needles and not enough chairs. At any rate, I am feeling very alone right now; it was so sudden. I had thought I wasn't going to get to come home until tomorrow morning. I just haven't gotten used to the change of pace and the loss of constant company. I will further this update soon when I'm a little more rested--I have many hospital adventures to relate.