Not much time now, folks, but I *am* in fact, okay!  I wasn't for quite a while; very much the opposite of okay indeed, but lucky for me I was among people who cared about me in the very best of ways and became much like family to me.  Nonetheless, insurance is a sonofabitch and after 5 months decided I needed to be someplace cheaper.

So now I'm here when everyone - me, my doctor, psychologist, and Dr. S. - knows admittedly that I don't need to be.  So we're working on getting me out of this place.  We just need to work out the final details of where I'll be living post-discharge and then I'm set to go ^.^

This is so unsatisfying, knowing I have so much to say and realizing that I have to be back on the unit in 5 minutes.  I'll definitely start writing again and visiting your blogs when I have more opportunity.  For now, please know that I'm feeling better than I ever have and that I'm infinitely grateful for all of you.  To those of you who are struggling with something, anything, keep struggling, because the struggle itself is the only thing that will lead to victory...and damn, is victory nice.

Major huggles to all of you.  I wish they were all in person.