discharged

This was my home for the past two evenings

This was my home for the past two evenings

I got discharged from the hospital this morning.

I actually brought my laptop because I was thinking of using the time in the hospital to work but because of my condition (potassium deficiency), I had minimal use of my extremities. Moving around was difficult and painful. Very painful. And later in the evening of my admittance into the hospital, I felt a tightening in my fingers and it made gripping things difficult. Texting was difficult and I was texting and Tweeting a lot.

So I kinda never took my laptop out to work. I could imagine with all the thoughts running through my head and how frustrated I would have been with not having the speed with which to type out the thoughts. I’m a fast typist when I’m in good condition. That situation would have just rendered me in tears.

I didn’t start reading until much later into the following day. I just stayed in bed, drifted to sleep, and thought a lot. I thought I would take out my iPod and listen to music but I didn’t even do that. My iPod and my earphones stayed in my bag and I never used in the two nights and three days I was there.

I did get to read. I almost finished the book I started about a month and a half ago. I stopped reading at some point and it was great to finally get to continue. My reading has really suffered greatly since and I’m glad to be back on track a bit. I’m not yet reading at the level I used to and I want to get back to that but I’m doing too much right now. When the writing is continuous, the reading suffers. I know I should make time for it. It’s a necessity. But right now, productivity is much needed.

This trip to the hospital, though, has its own challenges. It was an unexpected expense that I’m going to have to pay for in due time and there are consequences that will come with it; a different kind of consequence.

Something that I’ll probably end up using in my writing. An interesting story point to explore and maybe a series of poems. There’s a lot of growing up in the past two days and grown up decisions to be made. All of it done while lying down in a hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown, with an IV attached to my left arm pumping potassium into my blood stream.

If that isn’t a metaphor, I don’t know what is.

With "patience" tattooed in my arm, as I was told the direct translation of that character is "to endure," and the tags that were on my wrist determining my allergies and my name... these things identified me in ways I did not at once comprehend

With “patience” tattooed in my arm, as I was told the direct translation of that character is “to endure,” and the tags that were on my wrist determining my allergies and my name… these things identified me in ways I did not at once comprehend

I got discharged today. I was sent home. But like any journey, I’m not the man that left home and I came home a changed man.

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