A better night than I feared. We finally got released from Vanderbilt a little before midnight. I can't lay on my back but I did get decent sleep on my side. I can't lay flat or lay down for long. Standing hurts, sitting is my best option. So here I sit.
If you're ever in war, you want Peter Kelly by your side. He stayed with me during the whole ordeal and was my advocate during the transition from dirt to cot. He was my voice when I didn't have one.
And once at Vanderbilt, Deborah took over. You want my girl in your corner when the chips are down. She had to play hardball with a few medical professionals - the Vanderbilt ER is pure chaos at night.
But I'll say it again, I am blessed. This could have ended way different.
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