|Seriously; I have worked hard.|
|Mom and I have watched a lot of Gilmore Girls on a TV up near the ceiling, waiting for|
my neutrophil counts to clear the "discharge threshold."
|And then they did!|
|I was so excited to leave, I ran around my hospital room, packing and tidying up |
...and also just running around.
|And I called my family and friends who were all as pleased as me.|
|I called my brotherdonor and even though I had to leave a message,|
I know we did our happy dances together.
|For a while, I waited giddily for my discharge paperwork...|
|...but forgot how long it really takes to get discharged from a hospital.|
I did some half-assed crafting and waited impatiently.
|Finally, they let me go and Mom and I whooped it up all the way to the apartment.|
|This is just true. |
I wish this was a better .gif I stole because it looks like Paris has a tic.