Peyton and I got discharged a whole day early from the hospital, so we made it home early this afternoon. I can honestly tell you this was one of the most unique visit to the hospital I’ve had….for a number of reasons.
Our roommate was a sweet 15 year old girl who liked to talk LOUDLY on the phone all night long and fall asleep to the TV on full volume. Truly the new hospital with private suites for the oncology floor could not possibly come fast enough.
The hospital has put in new beds. These beds are movement sensitive, which means when you lay on it, the mattress shifts to accommodate your body. It is one of the freakiest sensations. Every time we’d roll over, the bed would wiggle under us…it felt like I was sleeping in a bowl of Jell-o pudding. I can’t sleep when Peyton needs me to cuddle, I’ve been known to react violently when Pete’s icy cold foot of death wanders into MY sleeping domain in the night, and I’m supposed to get a good night’s rest on a bed that feels like it’s alive? I’m more likely to win “America’s Next Top Model”.
But the winner…the grand prize….the “Are you kidding me?” trophy goes to our roommate’s mom. Mama is fervently searching for love in all the wrong places. I had to listen to her answer personal ads on the phone for well over two hours….at 11 o’clock at night! So, if you’re a single man looking for “someone who loves the water, is independent and secure in her job, likes to dance, enjoys movies and fine wine (I’m assuming that’s the kind that doesn’t come with a screw off top), and is looking for a person to be a ‘love mate’ “ PLEASE call this woman…please please please call this woman. I seriously considered calling her myself just so she’d let me go to sleep!
Peyton’s feeling much better. Her counts remained good and her fevers went away after the first night…of course they did…and she got some much needed rest, at least one of us did. She still has a runny nose and some mild cold symptoms, but other than that she’s back up to speed.
I do have some serious concerns about her head though. She’s showing definite signs of swelling. The child has heard “We saw you on TV” and “We saw your picture in the paper” so much she’s in serious danger of her head popping like a birthday balloon.
f.r.o.G…fully relying on God
—Anissa
on Oct 18th, 2007 at 4:19 pm
Glad you guys are home. I hope you can catch up on your sleep this weekend. It sounds funny, but I'm sure it wasn't funny last night at 11:00 pm. Kate's starting to wake up in the middle of the night again. I think it's the chemo. It happened last cycle, too, the first few weeks after the meds. She was just fully awake at 4:15 am., but we managed to convince her to go back to sleep in our bed.
Take care, love,
basi
on Oct 18th, 2007 at 6:34 pm
Yay,you're home! Glad to hear that Peyton is feeling better. Get some sleep tonight in your non-moving bed! Love, Karalyn
on Oct 18th, 2007 at 11:11 pm
Wow-what an exciting experience in the hospital-life is never boring is it! I laughed so hard about mama and her search for love-your are a hoot-(that is a good thing) Here is hoping Peyton's head doesn't blow-up.
I will check back to be further entertained.
Ps Glad you all are home1
Tracy
on Oct 18th, 2007 at 11:33 pm
Oh, that is funny! At least it's funny to me, but I imagine I would not have thought that was too funny had I been in your shoes! Glad you're home and in your own bed – I truly can not imagine the mattress you are talking about – that sounds freaky! Maybe if you were having one of those "falling" dreams, it would catch you!
on Oct 19th, 2007 at 9:59 am
Thank you for the humor for the day. I am so glad you are home. I hope got a good nights rest last night. It was good to talk to you last night.
Angela
on Oct 19th, 2007 at 10:32 am
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Wow- what a unique hospital experience! I'm so glad you are home and can rest comfortably in your own bed and house.
Tomorrow we head to Disney!!! We are so excited (well except for the 4:00 a.m. pick-up, but that just means more time at GKTW tomorrow).
I pray that Peyton feels better and that you all have a restful weekend.
God's Blessings,
Julie