Sunday, August 28, 2011

Twiddling our thumbs...

We are earnestly, sincerely hoping that at 6:30 tomorrow morning they are going to say, "see you next week! (We already know we have to come back Friday or Tuesday or something).

We've been trying to kill time... and kill time... and kill time. Spent some time in the playroom.



Spent some time in the wagon.

Spent some time roaming the hall floor.

Spent some time throwing balls.

We're all pretty ready to get out of here.

I'll share a little story I put on FB. Never got the picture, but you better believe it was super cute.

There's a probably 5 year old girl on the floor with her stuffed dog. The dog apparently can't come into her room (in her mind) so he's sitting outside. So, the nurse took two of those ugly patient tubs and put them together, cut out an opening and made a dog house! She covered it with the comics from the newspaper. The little girl was SOOO happy!

The mom was just tickled as well. It was the highlight of our day. The girl had a trach and asked if Micah had one too. She was probably here for a capping trial (put a cap on the trach and see how they do, a step before taking the trach out). Boy... she'd talk your ear off. Her voice was very raspy and breathy, but I got most of what she was saying. She literally would talk until she couldn't talk and then gasp for air. Apparently not too used to being capped!

Anyways... if you don't hear from us online after 10am, we're probably on our way home.

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