In the pursuit of srs I tried to prepare myself as much as possible. Both mentally and with the supplies I would need when I when home. What never could have imagined is how completely unprepared I was to be confined to a bed. Told I'm not allowed leave my bed. Every few hours being poke and prodded for tests and vital checks and more medications. I feel like while I am physically doing ok and I have minor bleeding and discharge, I am 100% dying mentally. I dont think I could have ever prepared enough for this...
I will finally get to meet her for the first time tomorrow before I'm discharged from the Hospital. This is the only thing keeping me going.
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