Back at Home

I went back home where my symptoms got worse. I fell over a few times; walking became very risky and eating hurt (due to Strep), a great diet! The stairs were a deathtrap vehemently avoided (I slept on an air mattress downstairs). Fortunately, my dad stayed with us, he and Jess made sure I didn’t maim myself. In the meantime, home health came out. We quickly realized that home was not a good place for me at that time. So begins the next phase…