I finally have my own hospital room on a quiet upstairs floor. I'm not stuck out in a busy hallway. It's real quiet and they took away my other meds and gave me new ones.
I have an IV on my arm and my nurse is a cute quiet black girl. I have a jug to pee in, privacy to use it, and someone to empty it. For the first time in days I feel at peace and safe.
My ankle is scheduled for surgery. I have meds to ease the pain. I want to thank Shelby and Charlie for coming to bat for me. I don't know what's next, but I'm ready.
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