I had to walk on my own for a little bit and it was pretty hard. I still can't stand up straight and I feel so exhausted after walking a couple steps. They brought me a wheelchair to take me to my parents' car and we drove home. Each little bump in the road felt like someone was sticking a hangar into my belly button and moving it around. My stoma is in a really awkward place because it is right at my pant-line so I can either wear my pants super saggy style or really high like an old person. Either way, I will be the coolest kid on the block.
Of course, today was the Bay to Breakers marathon in San Francisco, which is mostly just a parade of naked drunk people with a few runners. We had to avoid them in the streets but I made it home safe and sound to Kitty, who was waiting for me. I got to take my first shower in way too long and finally be in my bed. The plan for the next couple days is to practice walking a couple times a day and help my stomach muscles recover. Tonight I get to eat tomato sauce for the first time in two years!
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