Aside from the obvious, there are a couple things I already miss about the hospital:
A nurse to keep nagging me to take my medicine. I forgot to take anything before I went to bed last night and I woke up in the middle of the night in a lot of pain. I'm still trying to catch up with it.
A bed that moves up and down. I can't get out of bed without Josh's help because I can't sit up on my own. I laid in bed for a few minutes last night trying to decide what to do when I had to pee and couldn't get myself up. I didn't want to wake him, but I really didn't have a choice. It's hard needing help to do the basic things.
Help bars... everywhere. Those handicap-help bars are all over the place in a hospital. Now I have to use my own resources to get on and off the toilet, in and out of the shower, and so on. I didn't realize how much I appreciated those until now.
There are things I do not miss, though, like a blood-thinner shot every morning, someone checking my vitals every hour, and not getting to sleep beside Josh. I really missed that.
Can someone get me some ice chips? Oh. Crap.