Thankfully, they basically gave me the day off, backed my feeding tube way down then off, and I tried to sleep. My wonderful mom made sure I cleaned up and went on two very short walks around the floor.
The medical staff said it's okay, this is not unusual. And I know that; it was just one of those days you don't think you'll ever feel normal again.
Just started watching the Star Trek movie on the hospital TV system, which reminded me that I received a card from my 9 year old son yesterday that said "Live Long and Prosper," with drawings of the Vulcan hand salute, a phaser, the Federation insignia, and a banjo. Remembering that card was the first thing that made me feel better today. And that reminded me of why I know I'll feel better overall someday:
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