Well, I’m back home.

I cleared St. Francas yesterday just in time for the snow dump.
I think it caused over 300 wrecks and delays according to the server from TGIF. It was rather unexpected.

Mom, Jason, and I went to TGIF as kind of a celebration for my release. It was pretty nice although I felt a bit guilty that I didn’t cancel the pre-ordered dinner from the hospital.
– I learned the hard way that it takes at least an hour for meals and tried to pre-order everything to save time and frustration. But, apparently, we’ll be back at the same hospital on Thursday for Jason’s nutritionist. A cheap and healthy dinner from the dinner would be good. =) I’m kind of looking forward to it.

Well, I am back and we’ve been taking it easy. Like, super easy. Some of the day has been catching up on laundry and whatnot but I’m used to doing more.
It’s going to be difficult not to do more.

I’m physically weak. Seriously so. Embarrassing to the point that I don’t want to acknowledge or admit… but I have to.
I want the people I love to rely on me and if I can’t trust myself to pick up a quart of tea, there’s no way they can trust my stability.

I can still do more, but I need to redefine what ‘more’ means.

…. This is going to be so rough.

But, maybe, I’ll get to where I’ll allow myself a slice of pizza once a month.
That’d be something.. trivial for a lot but a goal for me. Enriched flour, hydrogenated oils, and all that causes cancer, dementia, and a bunch of stuff anyway.

If anything the whole ordeal with the health insurance —- still praying that it’s resolved although the world has told me not to worry — is I can’t get sick. The stress and worry is worse than the illness.

Current goals:
– Become an inpatient at Charis Center
– Catch up on doctor appointments
– Finish the term – We have a week and a half left.
– Build body strength because being weak sucks
– Learn to play Pal World.


Okay.