Wow sorry for the super-emo post last time. Had a bit of a mini-breakdown I guess. So, I seem to be making good progress. I'm moving easier, I'm taking less pain meds, and my aunt says the incision on my back is less swollen and looking good (I still won't look at it). Still trying to cope with the loneliness and sadness that keeps sneaking up on me, but I'm surviving. Tomorrow I'm going to venture outside of the house since I left the hospital and it's pretty depressing how excited I am about it. My aunt is just going to take me to my house to check mail and pick up some stuff but that will probably be the highlight of my week. SIGH.
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