This is the story of a girl...

So now I know what it is like to celebrate Christmas and New Year's in the hospital. I have been hospitalized since December 19th. I am still getting wound care and physical therapy and IV antibiotics, but I AM STILL ALIVE!

I pushed myself too much, trying to make a better future all at once and wore out my body that despite things slowing down, my body kicked my arse worse then anyone or anything else could. When I was admitted through the ER on the 19th I was running a fever of 103.6 was severely dehydrated. How dehydrated? Normal levels are 4-23, I was 66. My white blood cell count was elevated and my kidneys were acting up. All this started from a cellulitis infection.

It scared me more than I could say losing my independence like that. This has been one of the hardest things I have ever had to do in my life (and I found myself REALLY missing my Mom). But, during this I have been reminded how awesome my friends are, the ones in Chicago, and the ones across the internet. I even had a Christmas tree and lights in my hospital room and all kinds of goodies and well-wishes. I thank you all for the good thoughts, prayers, and good vibes.

This is the beginning of a brand new year and a new start. Let's make 2010 awesome! I know I am going to, step-by-step (even though I can only do that at the moment using a walker).