Little.

The day after I posted last, I was allowed to go home. Luckily for me I had 2 weeks left on my inhaled antibiotic TOBI so I was able to stay out a full 3 weeks instead of just 1. The 2 weeks of the meds suppressed the bacteria in my lungs while they were in use but the moment I finished it the clock started to run down.

I had so much fun at home, while still doing physical rehabilitation 3 times a week. I got my haircut (and colored a tad), I played with my kitties, had 2 BBQ's in my backyard, cleaned out the pantry that I had littered with dozens of protein shakes (woops!), learned how to play League of Legends at a noobish level, slept in my own bed(!) and probably a million more things that I cant even remember.

Its weird how easily I forget pain, I remember that I was in pain but don't actually remember how much something hurt. The last few nights have been very hard, Davy has slept very little because I cry out and moan in my sleep. I keep the pain medication on schedule but the last two days have been almost unbearable at times. Luckily this time I am not fighting a fever as well, just pain, shortness of breath and lack of appetite from the infection.

We are however down to only 2 antibiotics of all the antibiotics that are used for my bacteria (Pseudomonas A.). Last admission we had to cut one of the antibiotics due to it permanently damaging my hearing. Luckily we were able to stop it before speaking frequencies were hit but the tinnitus that I've had for years has gotten quite a bit worse. A few days from now marks 4 months on the list, and 4 months til my wedding. I wonder which event will come first?