The night didn't start out too great, but once I got some meds I was good again. It was quite the blessing in disguise that I got to talk all night with my close friend. Literally all night. She stayed with me in the emergency, bringing me there and waiting until I got admitted. It was from about 10:00pm to 6:00am. She got a lot of crocheting done and I got some rest. It was great that we had that chance to catch up and talk and talk and talk. I just felt bad that it had to be in this setting and situation.
After all the blood tests, two CTs, fluids, being able to eat again, I was still being kept. I passed everything, but I didn't get the ok to go home. Finally we asked to talk directly to the doctor. I convinced them I was ok to leave. I didn't want to stay for Thanksgiving, I wanted to go home. We were so happy to be able to leave. That was a close one. I was giving up on Thanksgiving, such terrible timing.
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