Not so Fast Gown Girl

There had been talk of sending me home
to continue my care but it’s not yet meant
to be. My white count ( the body’s army)
is still too high.

I have bursts of energy that mislead me into
feeling recovered that are consistently
followed fifteen minutes later by the
overwhelming need to nap for an hour
or more. Such is the nature of recovery
I suppose.

I’ll go home when they say so. I’ll continue
to try to get some of the jello rations before
they’re all gone and I will watch more bad
daytime tv. I won’t complain because I know
how very fortunate I am.