Becoming a vampire.....

So, I just finished my blood transfusions. I had two units. Just after the transfusion finished I decided it was life or death that I get up to pee.... Right when my door opened for blood labs to be drawn.... Now, I can either tell the kid "hold on, I have to use the restroom" but, I decided the cute little 12 year old blood tech guy didn't need to be sitting on my bed 2 feet away while I roll me and my cart into the bathroom and release what had to have been 47 gallons of pee (and likely a few farts from the sheer "ahhhhhhh" of release). So I waited. Anyway.... Blood labs done, there may or may not have been a bit of flatulence, I'll never tell. But, what I noticed was my legs felt strong! I was no longer "drunk ET" trying to make way to the bathroom, I saw my destination and made it there without bumping into any obstacles along the way! I walked to the sink in my room and stood there washing my hands without wobbling and made it back to bed without huffing and puffing. Woohoo.,... I'm like Bella - I like blood!!! I think I'll add it to my weekly regime, I'll take a nuepagen shot, an IV bag for dehydration.... Oh, and throw in a unit of O neg for me! That'd be great! 

Pneumonia 1 - Me 0

So, I'm in the hospital and all these Dr and Nurses are buzzing around like this is a super big deal..... I WANT to tell them, I'm fine... This is not "it" I'm not going to die this time around.... I feel it. I still feel strong, I'm still fighting.... But, then my body says otherwise and spikes another fever or we get blood labs saying I have no red or white cells left. So my brain and body are not in cahoots. My room is on complete isolation. I've heard my door has signs all over it saying no visitors, no fruit, must wear suits of armor to enter etc... But, I'm not allowed anywhere NEAR my door so, I'm not sure. Even the nurses and Dr (and especially family) have to don gear that looks like a scene from Breaking Bad to enter. This means no leisurely strolls (like drunk ET) around the ward like before, I'm stuck in this room 24/7. Again my brain says I should start doing laps in here but, my legs are like..... Ya, NO! Drunk ET prevails and I fall/crash-into my bed.