I admit that I am much less on edge about unexpected hospital stays when I am not worried about work.
That said, there are a few things that still bug me greatly about being here
The current gripe of mine is that it is 10:00, we have been back from The Boy's scan for an hour, and they have still not brought him any breakfast. They put him in the computer as NPO (nothing to eat or drink) and instead of taking him off of that as soon as he made it to the recovery room, and proceeding to fill his breakfast order so it would be waiting for him, I had to call the nurse when we got up to his room, tell her that he wanted breakfast, reorder his breakfast, and wait. He has had juice and a little jello in which his blood pressure medicine was mixed. And a chip. That's it.
I don't understand why they can't do dumb stuff like that faster. He's hungry. I am too, because it isn't as if we came with a whole bunch of stuff to eat.
They did not give us a crib this time, just a bed, and The Boy is sitting contentedly on the bed watching TV and playing. He has been a very good boy. Not as if we expected anything else from him, but grumpiness would be expected.