Deborah,
To God be the Glory, great things He hath done!!  So happy for you.  Take
care.  Enjoy the manic feeling while it lasts - you deserve it!
Debra
----- Original Message -----
From: "Deborah Setzer" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Tuesday, May 07, 2002 10:31 AM
Subject: I'm Free At Last!


> Good News Everyone,
>
> I got myself booted out of the hospital yesterday. SHE'S FREE!  This feat
in
> itself is worth comment.
>
>    I only slept 4 hours night before last but woke full of vim and vigor.
> (Major Understatement)  Nothing hurt, I was bouncing off the walls,
speeking
> fast, shuffling a little faster than usual... )You can drag that foot a
> little faster when you are motivatted)
>
>    The doc came in and asked how I was feeling. I asked him to go look out
> the window for lightening. To my amazement, he actually went to the window
> and looked, turned back to me and said, "it looks like a clear day."  Oh,
> really...wow... I'm almost scared to say it, I FEEL GOOD!  Nothing hurts!
>
>    He smiled and told me to get the heck out of here before I got sick.
> Said that the steroids that he put me on were once again wiping out my
> immune system and I needed to get away from there.  YEAH BUDDY..... I WAS
> GIVEN THE KEY TO ESCAPE FROM THE TORTURE CHAMBER.
>
>    Robert arrived just a few minutes later with a change of clotes for me
to
> put on.  I had barely eaten all week and was anticipating slinking into my
> jeans and shirt. HA!  I put on my jeans, flab rolling off the waist (You
> must understand that just one year ago I was 117 lbs and wore a size 4).
> Then I put on the silk blouse, size L, and looked down... where did they
> come from?.... monster boobies.... there must have been a 4 inch gap
between
> the buttons.  It would not have been possible to button that shirt without
a
> corset.
>
> I could see it now, Deb leaving the hospital mimicking something from a
> Madona video with her bra showing and a wrap of clothing anging over the
> shoulders to give the illusion of being dressed.  Problem with this
analogy
> is that I wasn't wearing one of those fancy lace bra's no sir ree... I had
> the old maw maw type on that simply functions to keep those suckers up off
> of  the knees.
>
>    Second option, jeans and a hospital gown..naaa..not my style.  So hubby
> goes to the $5.00 store and gets me an XL USA pride T-Shirt, comes back,
> loads the car and we escape.  The doc had wanted us to go by his office on
> the way home so that he could give me samples of a medication to try for
> pain before I bought the prescription since I seem to blow up in a red
rash
> looking at pills these days.
>
>    On the drive over, I sang, giggles, talked, talked, talked, giggled,
and
> kept repeating how GREAT I was feeling.  By this time Robert is really
> getting concerned.. I don't think he has ever seen me this way.  Then a
> moment of silence hit.... the light bulb went off... STEROIDS....I'm
MANIC.
> Cool feeling.
>
> Then I recounted to Robert the story of my Aunt Lavenia who when put on
> steroids not only cleaned her whole house, but made new drapes from
scratch
> for every room, baked a meal for the entire church for Sunday AND was
caught
> at 6:30 in the morning by one of her children up on her roof mopping the
> shingles.  She simply stated that she didn't remember ever having done
that
> before and thought that they might be dirty by now and then
> continued what she was doing.
>
>    If you could of seen Roberts face. Wish I had a picture as this dear
man
> is looking at me trying to keep his composure and not speak the words that
> he is obviously thinking so loud that the people in the next car could
hear.
>
>    We arrive at the doc's office. Robert makes sure that he talks to the
> doc.    Dr. Raad just smiles when he's asked, "What drug is making her
> so..uh.... hyper?:  Dr. Raad says steroids.  He tells Robert that I
probably
> won't be sleeping much and that I will be having mood swings and then he
> looks him in the eye, puts his hand on his shoulder and says, put on your
> seat belt, this is going to be one wild ride.  Then the doc looks at me
and
> giggles, looks back at Robert and says, call me in the morning if you need
> to.
>
>    Well, we go home, pack a suitcase and drive to Myrtle Beach, get a room
> and here we are.  9 stories above the water, ocean breeze filling the
> room,laptop in hand, coffee machine brewing and I'm just as manic today as
I
> was yesterday.
>
>    I have about 3 more weeks of steroids and am
> loving this window away from pain.
>
>    Hugs and warm fuzzies,
>
>    Deborah
>
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