January 1, 2026

And suddenly... I've been moved off the progressive care floor onto a regular med/surg floor. Seems fast considering big things were going on just a couple days ago. But this means they're confident there's no more internal bleeding, and that my hemoglobin levels will stay up enough to not need another transfusion. And I hope like hell they're confident I won't wake up again starring in my own Exorcist movie, hollering in terror and gasping for air while taking what seems like forever to recover. And this is a step closer to going home, which I am desperate to do (but only if it means I'm actually ready and won't need to come back again). I've been in this hospital 3 out of 4 weeks of December, plus one day of January today.