These two days are a blur. I had several visitors, but I'm not sure which days they came. I'm fairly certain my older sister came on day 3 and my aunt and cousin came on day 4, but I could have that backwards. It was great to see family come and visit. I have such a loving family. My aunt and cousin brought a single red rose in a vase. It was beautiful and bloomed so perfectly. It lasted the whole time I was in the hospital. I also got flowers from Lauren and a gift balloon from Robyn, a friend from college. It was hard to crane my neck around to see them on the table beside my bed, but it was great to know they were there.

Still, there were several days until the catheter came out and I was allowed back on my feet. On day 4, they finally took the IV out. No more liquid demerol for me, but they gave me the pill version. That was actually a lot stronger than the IV. I took that and fell asleep pretty quickly. I didn't like the effects of that drug so much though. I couldn't focus on anything. I had brought a whole ton of books, and I couldn't read worth a damn. I'd read a line, and none of it would actually sink in. I could read it ten times and wouldn't remember it. I eventually gave up on reading. I had also brought a gamecube, but they didn't have a TV that worked with it until after I sent it home. It was also a good thing I didn't have a laptop, because there was no internet access anyway.

Boredom set in pretty quickly. There wasn't much on TV, and I had a direct view of the clock and calendar. My roommate proved to be a huge annoyance too. She arrived on Day 2 and immediately established herself as a bitch by insulting both me and my parents. She also had this attitude like "no one's better than me". She made a point to brag that she drank all of her laxatives. Her surgery happened on my third day in the hospital. There will be more about her later on... Anyway, that was my third and fourth day.

Luv,

Jess