I'm here, but not so much

I am home, but not up to writing much. I have written a lot in my head, but I don't have the concentration to get any of it down.

It was an extremely hard three days in the hospital, and I am just trying to get over it. Mainly now I have residual nausea from awful reactions to the morphine medicines. Really awful reactions at the hospital. On Sunday I thought I'd die of gapey surgical pain and insane-migraine-from-[heck], and throwing up all day. I honestly thought that was gonna be *it*. I couldn't go on.

But here I am, going on. Almost despite myself.

This, too shall pass.
But whoa... I'm cooked.