I'm breaking Free....

I think I am going home. 

I have been very sick and in the hospital for 9 days now. I came in the clinic with what I thought was a typical (but nasty) cold, and ended up being admitted in minutes. I guess I am a pretty bad at listening to my body. I got way worse and the doctors where very nervous. They initially thought there was some underline issue to my pnemonia, only because I am so young and I was not getting better. So then they talked about moving me to the U of M. Scary, scary, scary. Then all the sudden I got a little better and my doctor decided to bring the U to me. I saw a very nice lung specialist doctor who confirmed that I have no other problem except that I just happened to get very very ill. Now day 9 I still feel like crap, can't breathe, and my chest is killing me. However, I am very happy to go home. Today is the day. I am going home with an oxogen tank, and I guess that it will probably take me a good month to get better. Thats the whole short story, now I can't wait to be with my family again, and sleep in my bed. Thank you to everyone who came to see me, prayed for me, and supported my family.