I think I'm at the point where the prednisone is really making me stir crazy! I'm "wired and tired" as my cf pal Katrina would say. I feel like resting, but I can't really sit still when I do. It's annoying.
Mom and Dad came for a nice visit today. We went for a fairly decent walk and sat downstairs in the lobby for awhile. I had a chance to stretch out on one of the couches down there. Too bad that still wasn't enough to help me unwind and relax. I guess the restlessness might be a good sign--a sign that I might be getting back up to par. We'll know for sure when I have my PFTs again on Tuesday.
Brad came this afternoon and stayed for a few hours. It was hard to say goodbye to him because I really really wanted to be able to go home with him.
Tomorrow I'll be back on Dr. Clay's service (doctors rotate every 2 weeks around here, it can be hard to keep up). Dr. Clay is the nice one who actually gave a s*it that I was starting to climb the walls and needed to be let out of here for my own sanity. I really hope that he'll be compassionate again and let me go home with IVs. I just gotta hang in there a few more days I hope. I hope, I hope, I hope.
Thanks for all the well-wishes and prayers. I definitely need them and appreciate them. I want to GO HOME!