Day + 25, Goodbye, Mr. Hickman

What a rough day. For the past month or so, I've been taking Ativan to put me to sleep at night, as I've been needing it. On average, I get up at least 3 times a night to go to the bathroom (a result of all of the diaretics I've been taking), and it's problematic to go back to sleep.

Last night, I decided to break free from the chains of my beloved Ativan and chose to go to the sleep au natural. Big mistake. We had really serious thunderstorms over Boston during the night, and between my restroom expeditions and viewing the lightshow outside, I didn't get any sleep. Needless to say, I've been very grumpy all day. When I say grumpy, I mean dry heaves and upset stomach. Blah.

But I do have some significant news -- my catheter was removed this afternoon. You know how they remove it? They just rip it out, like pulling for a turnip. I expect to be sore tonight.

So, I'm now very close to being released from the facility... it could be in a matter of days.