There are few experiences more satisfying than coming home from the hospital. Being hospitalized is sort of like being outside of your life and outside of time. It’s a different world entirely. Going home means returning back to your life. This can be stressful, sure, but overall, it’s just so nice to feel better and be back in a warm safe place with the people you love most.
So here’s what happened to me. The IV infusion of cyclosporine worked and I started to get better. However, you can’t be released from the hospital under IV drugs, so I had to switch to the pill form. As you saw last time, that was a pretty tough switch for me. However, after two weeks in the hospital, I was finally declared well enough to return home. As you’ll see in the coming weeks, this didn’t mean that I was better by a longshot, but it did mean I got to return to my fiancé and my dog. If there is such a thing as heaven, mine looks like the cartoon above.