Let the healing process begin!

Hello.

This blog post is about Thursday the 26th of February.

Today I woke up at 6:45am which is when I set my alarm. I couldn’t remember for the life of me why I had set it so early when I’d gotten to bed so late. Then I remembered that I was supposed to call Helene and let her know what was going on. I had tried calling the night before, but since I didn’t know her home number, I only got the voicemail on her cell phone. She didn’t answer when I called so I rang Helen instead. Peter answered the phone and for a minute I thought I was going to have a really awkward phone conversation. Anyway, Helen got on the line and I explained to her what was going on. She asked if I needed to go to the hospital and I said no, that what they would give me at the hospital is exactly what I already have with me. Plus the last experience I had when I ruptured my cyst and went to the emergency room was a disaster. I didn't want a repeat experience so I’d rather not go through that again. Helen said that she would call Belinda to let her know that we weren’t coming to Calvary today. Ellie had said that she was willing to stay back and be with me so that I wouldn’t have to be by myself in case something worse were to happen. So Ellie got some rest too which I bet she wanted since she's on the go a lot too.

I spent the rest of my morning sleeping. Helene stopped by with some lunch and to check on me. Lunch consisted of grapes, bananas, oranges, two kinds of salads, bread and orange juice. Helene hung around for a bit and took down a list of what I needed to get better. Sleep is the most important thing right now since that allows the healing process to begin. I also said a heating pack would be wonderful – and she had one of those wheat ones that you heat up in the microwave so that worked out. She left after a bit and I went back to sleep.

I slept until about 9:15pm and then woke up and had a quick supper before going back to sleep at midnight. Morgan and Ellie went “Bollywood” dancing and I was supposed to go too, but I listened to their stories about it instead. Sounds like it was an okay time. I'll write more when I am actually doing something other than sleeping.

Cheers.