On Friday (May 28th) I made it home! I've been through alot in the last 79 days but I know it's all going to be worth it. I won't lie it is hard being home, things I didn't even have to think about in hospital have suddenly become an issue. The fact that not all steps and seats are the same height threw me a bit. When I got home mum helped me out of the car and due to my excitement I forgot there was a drive to tackle, hills are not something I've properly taken on yet and drive feels like a steep one! And attempted to 'dash' into the house forgetting there was a rather large step and nearly toppled over, thankfully mum was behind me. First night home was a bit uncomfortable, stretching, bending, twisting and lifting litterally anything is still a little painful and I didn't sleep to well. Don't get me wrong I feel good but recovery is still in it's early stages, the fact that I can do all those things and still breathe at the sametime is still a novelty to me. I love thinking about the things I have planned, the things I'm thinking about planning and the fact that there's going to be many more to plan in the future. Hell the fact I actually have a future to think about now is amazing in itself.
Organ donation is a miracle, I'm living proof of that!
Sending some smiles!
2 months ago