The end of my stay.

So the end of my stay at Sloan-Kettering was mostly uneventful. I remember walking around the hallway of the 7th floor on Monday morning when I couldn't sleep. I stopped at each doorway and said a prayer for each person. I prayed for God to heal them, comfort them and their families. I prayed for their doctors and caregivers. I from now on, will always pray for the people of Memorial Sloan-Kettering. I will always be connected to this pace and I hope I can find a way to give back sometime.

I've seen a lot of troubling things in this hospital and learned a lot about myself already. There is so much that has changed me already from this experience. The key is to let it change me for the better. So I pray for myself that God builds me back in the way that he wants me. That He teaches me the lessons that I need to learn from this and that I learn them, quickly. I don't want to have to stick around for any remedial courses, if you know what I mean!

The staff finally released me in he early afternoon and we began the drive home. I slept most of the way. My in-laws were at our house to greet me. I even took a short walk around the block with my mother in-law. It was very tiring and had to rest right after. After all of the exercising I've done over the past year and a half, or so, it's absolutely amazing to me how fast muscle-tone deteriorates. It will be a long road to getting my healthy body back. Patience will be key.