it's been difficult to sleep with dad in the hospital. it's too quiet. i've gotten used to hearing his nightly goings on from down the hall.
i am typing in a quiet house...only the sound of my fingers hitting each key can be heard. well, that, and the kids playing in the front yard. thankfully, jack is napping. i always hope for good naps on days when the time changes.
dad was admitted to the hospital on thursday night. since then, i've had...
no one complain about the cleanliness of our bathroom...
no one watch me make dinner from start to finish...
no one turn the tv volume up to 75...
no one answer the va operator line on friday or saturday (i haven't tried today)...
no one answer my dad's call for assistance for at least an hour (or more) the other night when his catheter broke apart...
i visited with dad and his roommate, lee, for a while last night. i'm glad he's got a good roommate this time around. now he's got someone to talk to and watch tv with during his stay. he also had a wonderful nurse last night and it made all the difference.
the doctors are running more tests tomorrow. and hopefully more answers, rather than questions, will follow.
as for me, i'm going to enjoy this quiet with my cup of tea for a little while longer.
i don't know when i will get the opportunity again.
"Anyone can give up,
it's the easiest thing in the world to do.
But to hold it together when everyone else would
understand if you fell apart, that's true strength."
-author unknown
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