Six Months. It’s unbelievable it’s been that long in a hospital/rehabilitation setting. On one hand, it feels like just yesterday this started, and on another hand it feels like it has no end and I’ve been here my entire life. Since my first update, things have been a lot better. I’m off antibiotics for now. They’ll make a return before all of this is over. I’ve felt better, had more energy and the weather is finally turning into spring. I can see a light at the end of the tunnel, almost.
I’m going in for a flap surgery on June 4th, to close the wound. It was my worst case scenario situation, and since the wound does not seem to want to close any time soon and I WANT MY LIFE BACK, I opted for surgery. It was more than just an I’m Bored of This decision. The longer it’s open, the more it’s going to be infected. Currently, I have osteomyelitis in two parts of my sacral bones. The hardcore antibiotics will make a return after this intensive recovery.
I’ll be in the hospital for 3-4 weeks just chilling on bed rest after this surgery. I avoided this as long as I could, but there’s a few things this fall I need to do. I want to start 2019 off on a totally different level than I spent 2018. I have goals, and those goals are what keep me moving here.
I’m still tired all the time, not allowed to be up out of bed more than 2 hours a day (I’ve only broken that rule a few times) and the food still is terrible. But I will always talk about how much the people around me mean to me. My friends and family are the reasons why I’m still sane and not dying of starvation. I am really looking forward to have forward progress again.