8/10/11

*It is day 12 in the hospital.
*It's also wound vac Wednesday.
*What the H?!
*How can it only be Wednesday?
*It seems like Friday two weeks from now.
*I'm pretty sure one hour in the hospital = three days in the real world.

*The truck driver nurse has devised a little pain med cocktail to give Husband before the wound vac change.
*Here's hoping it works better than just the dilaudid.
*Did you know I'm now an expert in all things related to pain medications?
*Like I can properly spell dilaudid.
*Along with percocet, morphine, and umm...I can't think of anything else.

*The orthopaedic doctor came by to see us.
*Husband told him the wound is shrinking.
*He said, "Well, I always knew we needed to send you to the shrink."
*Then he giggled himself silly.

*The man in town who had the same thing Husband has passed away Friday.

*Is there any reason why both of Beaumont's hospitals are in the middle of the hood?
*I keep a tight grip on my purse on the way to and from the car.
*Of course, if I get knifed, I'm totally already at the hospital, so that's a plus.
*And, if someone stole my purse and emptied our bank account, we'd qualify for Medicaid.
*Maybe I could hire someone...

*Mom sent me a box full of Bath and Body Works Moonlight Path products.
*The smell reminds me of Japan.
*And Thanet.
*I dreamt about both (and Grainne) last night.
*It was a happy, happy dream.

*I've been getting some funny encouragement from my not Mormon friends.
*Friend Denise said that if the Mormons "drop the ball", she'd step up.
*And Grainne says that she's sneaking in some prayers to Mr. Morm on our behalf.
*We appreciate all of our friends..and all of their prayers...and all of their help.