Sunday is Hospital Day and the day to watch football

Breakfast on Beds

I stayed at the hospital last night.  It's nice not having to drive home alone, but it's really not that great sleeping here.  The cot I sleep on isn't very good.  The thin mattress has a plastic cover, so I sweat to it if I don't move around enough.  Ditto for the plastic-covered pillows.  I figured out early to put down two bottom sheets to provide more absorption. 





Post-run for me
Post Clown-Dressing for Heidi



And then there are the interruptions.  If Heidi is on saline IV, she gets up several times per night.  Every trip to the bathroom is followed by a nurse tech coming in to measure and flush.  There are interruptions for blood pressure, medicine, eye drops, blood draw, plus some interruptions that seem to be intended just to kick Scott's bed and shine a light in his eyes.  Did I mention that Polina is the one to blame for all of this?



So it's nice, but not so nice.  The breakfast in bed in the morning is pretty sweet.  Can't beat delivered waffles. Can't beat waffles delivered to us in bed while I'm still in my underwear!  And you don't have to worry about spilling syrup on the sheets because they get changed daily.    Okay, a few perks I'm gonna miss when Heidi checks out.

Setiva, Kaitlin and oh-la-la Heidi

Speaking of checking out, it is scheduled for tomorrow.  Heidi gets another dose of Cytarabine tonight and one tomorrow morning.  I'll go to work tomorrow and hopefully around quitting time she will be ready to come home.