Last year was a really rough year for me health-wise. I was hospitalized five times within a 12 month period, and each hospitalization brought with it an incredible amount of stress, plenty of arguing between Adam and I (because, unfortunately, too much stress gives us both a pretty short fuse) and a great deal of uncertainty. Just a year later, though my last admission was only three months ago, we're handling the possibility of me being admitted again extremely well. There has been no arguing or stress involved, it simply is what it is and we are both fine with that (this time around, anyway).
It's a strange thing, this new normal. Part of me resents the fact that this is something we've had to become okay with, but mostly I'm grateful that I have access to the care I need, that the people I work with are so understanding and want me to get feeling better (more about them later - seriously, I have the BEST coworkers!) and that I have a husband who loves me enough to let me leave him for a couple weeks every now and then.
It's also great knowing that I'll return feeling like myself again, ready to take advantage of the great weather and plenty more evenings at home, doing absolutely nothing but enjoying the company of my loves.
Unless there is some drastic change between now and then
I won't actually be going in until Wednesday. I likely won't be
updating again before then though, since I plan on spending most of
the next few days cuddling with the adorable trio pictured above.