We've been here at the hospital for about an hour. I wonder if the feeling of routine, you know, the sense that you live there, ever really goes away. And we didn't log nearly the number of hours here that we did at the hospital in New Jersey.
We are awaiting The Boy's port removal. This will be his sixth surgery, three of which were major deals. This one is easy, although he doesn't know the difference at this point (he's still hungry).
We figured that we'd get breakfast after he went in; now we're hungry too!
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