Although there is no finish line in treatment, after 6 weeks and 37 days spent in partial hospitalization, I felt that it was time to discharge. As miserable (along with frustrated, disgusted, anxious, etc.) as treatment made me at times, I was genuinely sad to be leaving. Although the days were filled with challenges and discomfort, the hospital was my place where I felt comfortable and finally understood by others. Support from the staff was constantly present and they always went above and beyond by assisting other issues that had been effected such as school, work, and relationships with friends/family/significant other. Needless to say, my parents were not present, but the staff did an amazing job by filling in their shoes and taking care of me.
As for other patients, I have bonded with individuals of all ages that were alongside struggling and even supporting me, whom which I will never forget. Through partial, I have even made a new best friend, Alyssa. Not only did Alyssa and I instantly bond in treatment over our motivation and desire to lead every group topic, but also our similar personalities and interests. What made our friendship special and unique to others, was that the essential qualities of a best friend (trusting, honest, supportive, understanding), was already present prior to actually becoming friends. Even though Alyssa and I have only known one another for a matter of a month, being that she is also fighting this battle, she is able to understand me more than anyone I know. Alyssa is the one person that can be by my side struggling, yet at the end of the day, manage to be smiling and laughing with me. I would have never guessed that someone that I just met would have such a significant impact on me, but boy am I thankful for you. Love you Alyssa <3
I am also thankful for all the extra love and support that my family has cherished me with during these difficult times. Mom, dad, Lauren, Katie, and Madeline, I would not have been able to be so strong and successful if it weren't for all of you.
Thank you mom for basically being a student here at Iowa and spending time with me when I really needed you.
Thank you mom for the little things that actually meant a lot to me, like sending me daily quotes.
Thank you dad for reaching out to me numerous times throughout the day and asking how I was doing.
Thank you dad for telling me every day how much you love me and how proud you are of me.
Thank you mom and dad for going above and beyond by trying to make my time at Iowa enjoyable.
Thank you Lauren, Katie, and Madeline for never treating me like a burden to the family.
Thank you Lauren, Katie, and Madeline for always putting up with me.
Thank you Lauren, Katie, and Madeline for continuing to treat me like a sister and not a patient.
Thank you family for showing me that there is a light at the end of the tunnel during the times when I struggled to see it.
Thank you family for always checking in on me, even when I was having a bad day and didn't care to talk.
Thank you family for reminding me of my strength, when I thought I lost it.
Thank you to those that have been taking the time to read all of my blogs.
Thank you to those who have been checking in on me and asking how I'm doing.
Thank you to those individuals at school who have offered to have meals with me.
Thank you to the Knudson's for always welcoming me in their home while being at school.
Thank you to Shirley for providing me the opportunity to go through treatment.
Huge thank you to the team of doctors, dietitians, psychotherapists, occupational therapists, and recreational therapists for all that I was taught, the care that was given, showing me the challenges I'm capable of overcoming, and helping me get some of my life back.
As delicious as this meal was(no joke), I hope it was the last tray I will ever be served...