Long days indeed! Seems like every day is a bit of a pattern. Wake up at 6 for an Xray (yes every morning). Radiation fears are for pansies! A nice wheelchair ride, and two pictures later we check his weight, take medicine and settle in to a mope-tastic funk. He's tired, cranky, and totally over being stuck in the hospital with chest tubes waiting for them to stop draining. It's a whiny land that tries everyone's patience. Then there's a nap. A gloriously quiet time. Sometimes I wish we could just sleep for another week and then we'll be done with this place. We would magically awake right at the moment when we're all done, hop in the car and drive home.
Whew. Shake it off! Eventually night will come and we'll all get a mildly restful sleep and do it all over again.
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