Today was my first full day home from the hospital. All it takes is a good health scare to realize how good life is, and a few nights in the hospital to make you appreciative of your tiny apartment.
I had to have surgery on Thursday to remove not only an ectopic pregnancy, but also to remove the entire tube in which the pregnancy was located. Although I was quite impressed with the level of care I received at the hospital, including the fact that despite being insured through the compulsory insurance I was able to stay in a private room and Joern was allowed to stay with me, I am so happy to be home.
I am trying really hard to take it easy, and let it go. My belly button hurts like mad and the one vein in my left arm that gives blood is on strike. I have this week off from work again, and am hoping to use it to catch up on some reading and maybe some scrapbooking. I am just going to try really hard to look to the future.
Joern has been so incredible through this all, and helped ease the horror of the past few weeks. I hope to help him put this all behind him too.
Being at home really helps. We're talking a lot about the future, next week, next month, and next year. Right now, we're not really discussing the past.
I hope to thank every person who has showed kindness to us during this difficult time. I am so thankful to everyone!