I went to the ER on Friday. You know if I do that, it must be bad because I hate ERs with a passion. I was hospitalized until Tuesday evening. It went much better than usual with the exception of a few medication errors that resulted in an HKPP decline. They handled it as well as they knew how, and I'm doing fine other than the usual pain that they have no solution for.
I met with a social worker while there. She signed me up for grief counseling, and they said they would try to help me find public housing.
I have a couple of doc appointments coming up - July 1 with the counselor and July 3 with a Gastro specialist. I'm already anticipating an upper GI, and I don't know how this is going to be handled with my HKPP being as bad as it is these days. So risky. Incredibly risky.
Guess we'll see what happens.