Hopefully I will be out of here within a few days. I finally have neutrophils and that makes me ecstatic. My dad will be here within a week - something I'm not ready to handle. He just...calls me every day and I ignore him and I can't handle talking to him every day. He is convinced that I am dying - something that baffles me because I am, in fact, not dying at all. Just extremely frustrated.
But my financial aide came through, and it feels like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. *yay*
Off to go get drugged up.