Reg-Vegetarian

6:15 on a Tuesday night and I miss my man, my cat, and mobility. Every time that I have to go to the bathroom, I hafta buzz for help. Someone has to remove all of these objects so that I can move. (Things to prevent blood clots, monitor my vitals, etc.).

Side note: I fear my writing is mucky right now.

I brought so much reading, viewing, writing, etc., but my stomach is gross from the hospital food (my chart reads “Reg-vegetarian”). It’s way too heavy for my stomach to handle. Macaroni and cheese, tofu stir-fry, ice cream, for example. All I want is toast, rice, crackers, etc.

I was cheered up by flowers from my coworkers!

And texts, from Jon, of our cat saying, “Hi, Mom!”

Well, please cross your fingers that I have some “spells” soon so that I can go home. Thank you!