Day +11: Homeward Bound

The day had finally arrived. I had grown very attached to the amazing staff on ward 726 but after 13 days in a room by myself, I was ready to go home and be with my beautiful family. I had missed them terribly.

Day +6: Biopsy Disquiet

Day +6 [Sunday]: The road to recovery is not necessarily a smooth one. There will always be bumps along the way and realistically speaking, these bumps are to be expected. Nothing could dampen my general sense of gratitude but there was definitely a certain amount of anxiety that is generated by these unexpected forays into the unknown.

Day +2: Cautious Optimism

Day +2: It was a day of little drama. I was exhausted. Anyone who knows me well will know that the quiet is usually a great opportunity for me to do some quality overthinking, but I was starting to surprise myself. I had been learning about positive psychology for a few years and on day +2 I put this learning into practice.

Trading Daylight

It's a quarter to one in the morning and I can't sleep. I was warned this would happen. I lie there and can hear the blood in my veins as it rushes about my head. My sinuses are blocked so I can't breathe properly and when I do sleep - an exhausted, fidgety sleep - … Continue reading Trading Daylight →