The last three days were rough and filled with pain.
The medicine was making me sick and the frequent nurse check ins made it hard to get a good nights rest.
Luckily, I had a room full of family and nurses to help me get through it.
I'm still not 100%, but I'm happy to say that I'm coming home! Jesus for the win, yet again!
I'm keeping food down now and I'm able to use restroom on my own (something else I had been taking for granted).
Hospital food is never that great, but the cheesecake was hands down the best thing ever invented.
I'm going to be asking for a slice when I go back for my follow up appointment (I'm serious).
I still have a long road of recovery, but I'm forever grateful.
If God brought me through this, I know he can and will get me through anything that comes my way.
I can truly say that I'm excited for what he has in store (I know it's more than I can imagine ...He said it in his word❤).
While I was at the hospital, I received an overwhelming amount of text messages, phone calls, visits and flowers. I honestly didn't even know I liked flowers until I was surrounded by them.
Special shout out to my family and friends (especially my mommy, sister, cousins, aunts, dad and uncles)!
And of course, my church family and those who skipped not one, but two meals for me. I love food, so that seriously means a lot to me 😋.
I love you all. I'M COMING HOME! Yay!