It's so easy to find life's euphoria when you care to look

Life is good today.
I did lovely things.
I did them with lovely people.
Sareh and I sat on the beach for hours.
I ran my fingers through the sand drawing pictures of silly things.
Sitting there we spoke lovely words.
Sitting there I could hear myself breathe slowly deeply... lovely.

We ended the day with a dip in the pool.
The water was warm and refreshing.
The warmth wound us down from our euphoric afternoon.
I put on warm comfy clothes and here I lay in bed. All snuggled up.
Goodnight.

The latest.

Tank looking all innocent...

My first Halloween decoration! This Halloween runner fits perfectly on my coffee table. Thank you Jeri! I feel so festive!

My lovely get well soon flowers. And my cute little pumpkin :)

My balloons from the family. There were more... (picture #1)

After

• 22 (yes, 22) needle pokes (bruises to show for it)
• 3 IVs
• 8 long days
• 2 CT scans
• 3 x-rays
• 1 head CT
• countless vomiting
• and 7 sleepless nights

I am happy to say that I am OUT of the hospital.
Bruised and weak but discharged nonetheless. I was given quite the run around at the hospital. My ER visit was for severe abdominal pain that was diagnosed as appendicitis. When I was emitted the doctors told me that my appendix were just abnormal and didn't need to come out... even though they could rupture at any moment (what the what?) I was then treated for a toxin in my colon and monitored for the duration of my stay. The possible appendicitis lingered above my head the whole stay. I was on the "add on" list to remove my appendix twice but each time was shot down a few hours after the decision by a stubborn surgeon. RUN. AROUND. The pain I feel is caused from my abnormal appendix. I remedy the pain with hot baths and hot packs and ridiculous pain medications that make me feel less than myself. While I was in the hospital my stomach swelled up so big it looked like I had a balloon under my hospital gown. I looked 5 months pregnant. Thank goodness the swelling has gone down enough that I can wear pants again. Haha.

Sareh came to see me every day. We watched Dexter and did the word searches in the morning newspapers. I am so blessed to have a friend like Sareh. She kept my spirits up.

Upon being discharged I was greeted with wonderful family members who drove all the way from San Jose to come see me. They brought me balloons and gorgeous orchids. I was overflowing with happiness. We walked the wharf in the crisp evening. I enjoyed clam chowder as my first meal out of the hospital.

Being home now I still feel weak, I still feel pain but I feel much better in the comfort of my own home.

Thank you all who came to visit me or called me or emailed me and prayed for me and sent good thoughts my way.

Day 4

Hospital.
Yep, here again.
Day 4 of being here actually.
Sareh visits me often. I love the company.