Wednesday, August 15, 2012


So I've been just a bit of a whiner this week.  Not out loud.  Just inside.  You know, thoughts like, "I sure haven't been sleeping well." or "I'm bored stiff." or "I don't think I can handle much more of this hospital life."  or "One more minute in this infernal play room and I think my brain will explode."  This will be my fourth night here.  This evening I took Xander back to the playroom.  While we were there I overheard one parent ask another, "How long have you been here."  "A month," was his reply.

OK.  Instant humble pie served.  Xander should be going home tomorrow morning.  I'll be fine:)