Is this how to rest?
So much for my plan to dive head-first back into my work as soon as I came home from the hospital.
Everybody’s telling me to rest. God knows I need it.
Going down the home stretch in the hospital, they gave me a new room-mate who snored and coughed explosively all night long. It sounded like a school for safe-crackers. So there was a whole week with no sleep at all. And I brought my room-mate’s cough home with me.
Next doctor appointment: Friday. There’s always one just around the corner. And now I’m afraid they’ll find something new and thrust me back into the hospital. Where it’s always noisy.
Rest, rest, rest, you patzer!
All right, let me try.