Waiting for the oxygen to be approved by my insurance turned a little messy and I was dependent on the oxygen only the hospital could give me. The stay wasn't too bad and I had plenty of people to visit me and bring things to pass the time.
During this time I began to look in the mirror and not recognize myself anymore. I had lost so much weight and in my eyes looked as if I was sickly and wasting away. But I was strong and had begun to eat fairly regularly so in my mind, I was thinking, shoot, I'll put on just a few pounds, I'll be able to work out with the extra oxygen at home and start to feel like myself.