We’re back home. Not from a fun vacation but a trip to the ER and a three day stay at the hospital. Not a place you’d want to visit or even stay over night! The nurses are great but no matter how often you hear, “Is there anything I can get for you?” It still doesn’t feel like a five star hotel–no matter that it will cost more than one!
And the food! Oh my I was so glad I wasn’t the one required to eat that cup of cooked spinach without any seasoning. It’s a shame, spinach can be good just not when it comes out of can. And is oatmeal supposed to be gray?
My husband was a trouper though he ate what he was supposed to–even the mac and cheese which he dislikes. Anything that might make him get released sooner he was willing to do. Turns out all that snoring I complain about is probably the cause of more than a zillion nights of me sleeping on the couch. He stops breathing and makes his heart rate go ziggy. So in our future is a night at a sleep study. Until then I will be happy to hear him snore next to me.
