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I'm Free!

I was discharged this morning! The minute I walked out of the hospital doors and felt the sun on my face, my depression lifted. I was so excited to be outside and back into life, that even smelling the smog of the city excited me. Emily and I drove home in bumper-to-bumper traffic that drove her crazy, but I couldn't be happier. I was alive again! I was like Helen Keller when she first learned to sign. Look, pedestrians!! A Duane Reade! A stop light! Look at the river!!!

And I was only in the hospital for a week. My melodrama is truly pathetic. But it's genuine. At home, I French kissed my chihuahua for a full hour and then luxuriated in my plush bed with the windows open, the sun and a gentle breeze lapping my body the way they never did in the hospital. I'll never take my apartment for granted again.