I think the worst part of this adventure was the pain from my lungs.
I had a long tube sticking out my side with a bottle at the end of it containing all the fluid that was being drained out. It often gave me pains in my chest and I struggled to breathe.
I could not walk for more than a few steps, even those few steps I needed assistance and sitting was the greatest challenge of all. The nurses tried every day to let me sit for a few minutes so that my lungs can get used to my body in an upright position but after a few seconds, I would lose my breathe and became very tired. Often I cried out to them to let me lay down again because I was not coping.
They would give me countless injections every day, the one I hated the most was the one on my tummy because it was the most painful and I had to have it every day to keep my blood from clotting.