The good news was the chest X-ray showed improvement so they felt comfortable to release me. The additional day of oxygen helped my progress. But I felt waylaid by this stupid vomiting. Nevertheless I gathered myself together for the hour drive home. Matt was my knight in shining armor, staying with me for two nights in the hospital and driving me home safely.
I am finally back home in my chair, getting kitty therapy, and tending to my battle wounds.
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