He promised he would wake me before he left. We parted our own ways and went to bed. I went to bed the happiest person in the world.
Graham woke me up at around six.
"I'm leaving, baby." he whispered while I was still laying in bed. I smiled and kissed him.
"I'll see you later. I'll come by next week." he said and winked as he left. "Love ya Kers." he said. I smiled and went back to bed. I woke up again at around eight. I already missed him. I could tell this was going to be a hard week without him.
I went to breakfast and had a whole slice of toast. I had my doctors appointment today also. I was hoping for good news, and that maybe I would get out earlier than planned.
I went to Shannon's office down the hall. It was the first time I had been to the doctor in a while. She weighed me first, and I was what she called a healthy 105 pounds. I shuddered.
"You're doing awesome Kersey. When you came, you were just over 90." she said, smiling. "Way to go." She checked my blood pressure, my pulse, and she took some blood. I felt an uncontrolable urge to cut. 'You can't Kersey. Tell yourself no.' said a voice inside my head. I fought the urge and won. I was getting better by the day, the doctor told me. And I actually believed it. Then the doctor gave me the prognosis.
"You are doing well, for your area. I'm thinking maybe you can be released in two weeks instead of four if you keep up your weight and eating habits." she said. I was overjoyed.