The hospital would only agree to release me to their custody after their warnings of dire
consequences if I were removed and requiring them to sign waivers and releases, but finally
that was done.
Still unable to walk safely, my two siblings walked beside me, and conducted me safely to
the exit and into the waiting vehicle. I was so weak and neurogically impaired that they
just managed to get me into the vehicle, at which point I collapsed completely. The thought
that I was finally free and safe barely registered.
However unwillingly, the beast had finally disgorged me.
"So the Lord spoke to the fish, and it vomited Jonah onto dry land." -- Jonah 2:10