5 more days on the Hill...

Good Morning All

I am sitting here in my peaceful temple, healing, gathering strength, touching my faith, weeping a bit, counting the moments till I am home.

They tell me Friday and I am right where I need to be. The white counts are up even more. This is all good.

I have been having bouts of weeping and just feeling at the end of my rope, even so close to being discharged. They have a routine here and an ebb and flow and in some ways that helps me get thru the days.

Noah is working hard out of town again and people are lined up to keep me company. So the time gets filled with connections from my life outside of this room to remind me I have a life outside this room and these meds and these routines.

I look forward to breathing in fresh air, I never looked forward to something so much. I look forward to looking out my front windows to the hill side and cuddle with my kitties and just be around my home.

One dr. says that I will feel tired for 3 weeks. But he doesn’t know me. He doesn’t really know my spirit. And while yes this rest time will be very different then the last I KNOW that just being at home will bring me back much of my strength and reconnect me.

It has been a gift to be able to share this current journey and all its difficulties and victories. Thank you for paying attention and taking it in and commenting and appreciating your own life and strength and finding your own way to what is your own practice.

Thank you a thousand times over for what you all give on a daily basis just by carrying good positive thoughts for myself and for Noah.

Its noon and I get to go home on Friday. This moment is a blessing even thru my tears I know it is a gift to be feeling better and have a goal for departure.

All my love and prayers


Namaste
Victoria