I was carted out by ambulance Tuesday night and pumped full of Meds at Westerly Hospital. I have nothing but good things to say about the staff and treatment.
Right now I'm in the phase of just wanting to sleep, but I got up anyway today and ate for the first time in 36 hours. I guess I'll be going back to bed soon.
My thoughts are a little jumbled right now, more than my usual rambling and everything is distracting, either too loud or too quiet or too dim or too bright. I keep adjusting the setting on my monitor.
I'll have something witty to say tomorrow.