Day 68
I ran into someone from Duke Hospital today. She was one of the doctors attending to me while I was in Duke’s inpatient care facility.
It took a good few minutes to recognize her.
Seeing her brought back a flood of memories. Of the hospital, of the people I met there, of the strange thoughts that had occupied my mind at one point.
To me, it seems like nothing but a bad dream.
But it wasn’t.
That month I spent in the hospital was a crazy one, with me trying to adjust to different medications and trying to keep myself occupied. I participated in “recreational therapy” and did their silly exercises, like filling out worksheets about “cope-cakes” and whatnot.
It was a whole ‘nother universe, it seemed. One where the time I was allowed to go outside and breathe fresh air was limited.
I’ve come so far since then, though. And I hope I shall never have to endure another hospitalization again.
And as I am today, I’m happy in most spheres of life: family, friendship, love, sleep, and work.
The only one I’ve got to work on is physical fitness. But I grabbed ice cream with my boyfriend and we agreed to try working out together soon.
So once I’ve got that covered, I’m set to feeling like my summer’s been fulfilling.
At least I got to learn the trials and tribulations of those who work in the fast food industry.
And thank god I quit that job. My life seems so much happier now.
Until next time!
