Finally home... :)

So when mom and I arrived home one of the first things we did was go check on our horses. Mom has some good friends who were kind enough to take care of our horses while we were away. I was still moving around quiet slowly and wasn't able to do anything but pet Luci, but it made me happy just to touch her. My horses and my dogs have always been very therapeutic in my recovery from all my treatments.... probably one of the only reasons that I am still sane!!

I was feeling pretty good once we went back home. My youngest sister Jaimie came over to visit me for a little bit and we just hung out at home. I went to bed that night feeling great... I was even able to walk up the stairs with a fair amount of ease. I remember that my incisions still hurt and I couldn't move quickly but I was getting around fairly good. I took my medication and fell asleep pretty quickly. It felt great to be in my own bed, in my parents house. No hospital noises, and no one coming in my room every hour to check on me... no disturbances :)

So the next morning I didn't wake up until about 9:30am. Immediately when I woke up I was in pain.... I had waited to long to take my prescription for the pain. So I carefully got up... as quickly as I could because the pain was growing by the second. By the time I reached the top of the stairs I was hurting pretty bad and all of the sudden I got really hot.... I started to panic... I didn't know what was happening. I called for my mom but she had let me sleep and had already gone down to the barns to do feed the horses. By the time I reached the bottom of the stairs I was literally dripping because I was so hot, and I can't even begin to tell you how much pain I was in. I started walking towards the kitchen, but by the time I got around the stairs I dropped from the pain. I crawled into the living room and managed to pull myself up onto the couch.

By this time I was terrified, I thought I was dying and I was alone. I tried to lie still on the couch hoping the pain would subside.... but it didn't. Because I was so hot and uncomfortable I started stripping (yes you heard me I was butt ass naked lying on the couch). It didn't help, I knew I needed help and I managed to reach for the telephone that was by the couch and I call my mom.

When my mom answered the phone she thought I was feeling better because I had told her when I went to bed that I was feeling great. My mom answered on like the 3rd ring "Good morning Honey!" I said "Where are you!?" she could sense the panic in my voice and said "Whats wrong?" I told her that I didn't know what was wrong but I was in EXCRUCIATING pain and I was super hot.... she told me she would be right home.... it felt like hours but she was home within 5 minutes. (Oh and don't worry I covered up with a blanket before she got home!)

She told me that I needed to go to the hospital. I told her that I couldn't move because I was in too much pain and couldn't breathe. She went into the kitchen and got me my medication and called an ambulance. She handed me my pills and some water. I couldn't believe how much pain I was in... I was so scared.... I seriously thought I was dying!!!!!!!