Vrooooom. Vroooooom.

First and foremost, sorry for the delay. I don't actually think that people care that much, but I do realize that this is how most people have been keeping up with the hospitalization/surgery, so I figured I ought to break the silence.

Well, I got out of the hospital on Friday at around noon. I was having mixed feelings about it, as I usually do when I'm leaving the hospital. I don't exactly know what causes me to feel like I'm on an emotional roller coaster when I'm hospitalized. In a way, the hospital setting is relieving because you get a free pass to feel however you want to feel. At the same time, though, I've noticed that the hospital breeds pity parties, which isn't something that interests me. Anyway, I said all of that to say that the last few days have carried with them many ups and downs - fluctuations that seemed acceptable in the hospital, but are a little harder to carry back into real life.

When we left the hospital, my mom and I went to a few different pharmacies trying to get a handle on the prescriptions that I needed. By the time we got home, I was wiped out and took a nap while my amazing mom went to the grocery store to get me some things. My IV medications got delivered Friday evening and the nurse came by to make sure I had everything under control. I wasn't quite feeling up to being alone, so my mom spent the night with me. We slept on the couches and I was very thankful to have her company.

I sat around a lot on Saturday. We got up and my mom headed back to her house. I took my plethora of medications. Then I sat outside writing for a little bit. I was in a very 'deep' mood, and that has continued into today. Then I took another nap (I'm good at that lately) and my mom came back and took me to my parents' house. It was good to spend one more night with company. My mom and I made a quick stop by my grandmother's house on the way here this afternoon.

I had some visitors today. Two friends from the theatre stopped by (LG and EG), and it was good to talk creative with them. We talked about creative endeavors, but we also talked about life, so I was in hog heaven. PLUS, they brought me some queso from Willy's. AWESOME! Anyway, I really enjoyed their company; it got my creative juices flowing. Another friend (JM) also stopped by for a bit, and I continued my philosophical discussions with her. It's days like today when I remember how fortunate I am to know such caring people.

Tomorrow will be my first would-be-workday at home. I think my brother plans to come by WITH HIS DOG!, so that will be fun. I'm hoping this post-hospital funk has almost passed.

How things change...

Well, today went much differently than expected. That sentence sounds weird, but I'm out of it. Anyway, I went into work super early (7ish) because I wanted to get home early so that I could see a friend who is (was) leaving the state tomorrow. When I got to work I was very focused, knowing that I have a lot to accomplish this week before I take off for surgery. I emailed the staff about my upcoming leave and started cranking things out.

Out of nowhere I started getting a call from an unknown number. I could tell it was an Emory number, so I answered, thinking it probably had to do with surgery talk or something. To my surprise, it was one of the CF doctors. I still assumed she was calling to verify that all systems were go, but she was instead informing me that some tests from my doctor's appointment (on September 2) showed that I had developed a bacteria in my lungs. As you can imagine, I was very shocked - not only because that appointment was so long ago, but also because this information was nowhere to be found last week.

After an emotionally exhausting day, the new plan consists of me getting admitted to the hospital next Monday to start IVs, with surgery being postponed until next Thursday. As tough as today has been, I am feeling at peace with what is going to happen. Needless to say, I was too much of an emotional wreck to tack on the goodbye, so that has been postponed until tomorrow.

In positive news, THE BRAVES ARE IN THE PLAYOFFS. I am going to the game on Sunday! The doctor tried to get me to come into the hospital on Friday, but I negotiated my way out of it. When I was emailing the surgeon's assistant to explain my unrelenting need to get the date changed, I was like, "To be completely honest, I am a die-hard Braves fan." She was very sweet and encouraging - one of the highlights of my day. My friend (ES) gave me some Braves SillyBandz today! I have on a tomahawk right now.

I am running on low emotional fuel right now, so I'm going to go to sleep. Although I never would have imagined it earlier in the day, I'm starting to see the positive...

Thank you for any thoughts of healing and happiness that you can send my way.

P.S. No word from the rat.

Two cups o' coffee

Man. I just finished watching The Bachelorette. Bad move. I am kinda bummed right now because she sent a really good guy home. For everyone who is judging me for watching the show, I DON'T CARE! It is a fun guilty pleasure, so you can't blame me for wanting to have fun. Yeah, so maybe the concept seems dumb and maybe it makes me emotional. Oh well!

Today was a pretty good day, but it seemed so stinkin' long. I got up and worked out before I headed to work. It was a two-cups-of-coffee day for me...for no real reason other than wanting MORE. A few colleagues and I were walking down to get coffee and I was really giddy. We heard a little clink on the stairwell and my friend BC was like, "Wow. You know Drew needs to lay off the coffee when she's already losing an earring." I looked and was like, "My earring!" The only weird thing is that it wasn't one of the earrings I was wearing. It was definitely mine, though, from a pair I haven't worn in what seems like forever. WEIRD! We think it must have been attached to my sweater or something. I need to remember to take it out of my jeans pocket. Yep, I wore jeans to work.

What else? Rehearsal tonight was fun. We just kind of jammed different games we felt like playing. It was great to experiment with different things versus honing in on one game and getting all heady about it. I'll get to be in Thursday's show, too, which is a private event, so that should be fun. I don't think I've done a private event before - at least not one that is closed to the public. Fun times, but I wish I could invite people to my first post-vacation/stone performance. Perhaps next week!

I saw my FLPITW (favorite license plate in the world) today. It simply said "HUSTLAH." That's my new screen saver. I'm a hustler, baby... I just want you to know. It ain't where I been, but where I'm 'bout to go. I'm going to get that song stuck in my head every time I look at my phone now.

Let's all be considerate people, okay? Deal.