Musings of a Banana

House Arrest

I have been from the hospital a week now. It is so wonderful to be home.  Since I still have a drain in and have home health care checking on me, I can’t really go anywhere.  I can go get a hair cut, go to doctor appointments, go to church and go for special occasions like Billy’s graduation.  The rest of the time I have to stay at home.  I feel like I am under house arrest.  I do take a ride every once in awhile to the mailbox or for errands.  But I am not allowed to go shopping or go to the movies.  It’s not too bad because I have a drain bag hanging off my shirt and I don’t particularly want people staring at me.  I am just glad to be home. I have an appointment on Thursday and I hope the drain will be taken out then.  Until then I am under house arrest sans ankle bracelet.