Home at Last, Home at Last

First I must say it was amazing to sleep in my own bed last night. No nurses, weird noise, other patients, call bells, air filters or vital checks. Just silence and a comfy bed.

It was also amazing to see the kids. We did not tell the kids I was coming home. Crystal went to pick them up and I was lying on the couch. I watched them come in and take hats and coats off. Paige walked into the living room and said” hi daddy”, then ” HI DADDY!!!!!!” The Nolan came running in. It was a tear jerker moment. But then again, everything is lately for me.

Food is tasting good. I am down to 160. I was 184 when I went in. I ate very well at home today. Things still taste off, but not terrible. I think it will only take a week or two to get back to weight. I would like to get to 170 or so and hold there. I then need to build some muscle mass back.

I am basically on quarantine for the next couple of months. I do not need to wear a mask at the house. We are not to have visitors for the next month. If someone does stop by, they need to mask and glove up. If the kids start to show the first sign of illness, they will need to mask up at the house and so will I. I need to take roughly 10- 12 pills each day. I take my temp twice a day. If I spike over 100.5, I may need to be re-admitted due to the fact it could be due to some sort of infection. We have a checkup at least once a week in Boston for the next couple of months.

Looking back over the posts over the last month, there are some parts I do not remember. I can truly say, it was the toughest and worst month of my life. I missed my family, friends and had some pretty low, low, low days. There were times I was convinced that I was not returning to Maine. I was not going to be leaving the hospital period. That is a terrible feeling. What kept me going were all the well wishes and positive messages sent via e-mail, over the blog, via phone etc. I cannot thank each of you enough for everything you have done. All of you saved my life on several levels.

We still have a tough battle ahead, but I truly feel the worst is behind us. Several people have said I have a guardian angel and I am starting to believe that. Hopefully, the angel can take a break for a while, kick back and enjoy a Shipyard Prelude over the holidays :)