It's been a week since I left the hosptial.
Things...sure are different...
( Private )Have to do something about Maya though. While I appreciate her being up, it doesn't sit well with me that she's sleeping on the couch. She keeps on telling me she did this while I was in the hospital too but that doesn't make me feel any better. I need to find someone to take care of her while she's up.
...Plus she made me call home.
Mom started bawling and dad sounded pretty affected too when I told them I almost died. I think they want to kiss Roy's feet now. Mom was going on about how she was going to come up too and I tried explaining to her Roy's place is full and we can hardly accomedate Maya as is. Dad managed to talk her out of it.
...so instead she made me hand the phone over to Maya and she started drilling her on things to do for me, various soups to make, etc, etc. Maya just grinned evilly and nodded...I find that worrisome.
I did get some good advice from my father though, so it wasn't all embarrassing. Stuff about keeping those I care about safe, but also considering how they'd feel if something happened to me. I don't think he was just talking about him and mom.
He said once I feel better I'll have to call again and tell them about how life's been in Azanus the last few months.