"And I kept telling everyone, I want to go home, I want to go home."
Like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, I think there must be some parable some lesson that I will learn from all of this. I'll wake up say, and you were there and you were there, and you, and you, and you.
At the end of each session, I have with the doctor, the PT, the dietician.
I tell them (in so many words words) I want to go home. I want to go home.
But instead, they offer sensible and thoughtful advice about what I might need in the future.
"This disease is an expensive one so save your money."
"Be nice to your sister you're going to need her."
"Order a leg brace now, you may need it in the future."
I said to the PT, why doesn't anyone say you may not need it but just in case, or, sometimes people need this sometimes they don't.
I just want to go home.
They never offer hope.
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