I can’t believe one week has passed since my hospitalization. Just one week back, I was in bed and couldn’t even stand or sit for a long time. Every bit of food and liquid cannot even last 1 minute in my body without ending in the sink. Eww.
Now that I’m back on my feet, I will miss the long hours in bed with books. The no alarm clock mornings, no rushing through the door to drive to work, no cooking and packing lunches. This is my mini vacation. However, I won’t miss the heartburn that wouldn’t go away, the projectile vomiting, the zero appetite and the pain.
One week later, I’m slowly coming back to the world of the living – going out to see people outside, to see how hot it has become. All the time I’ve spent indoors in an airconditioned environment that I’ve forgotten how hellishly hot it is still outside. I think I’m finally ready to live normally again.