Still here!

I am still here at the hospital. I will be here another night. I feel a lot better (unlike yesterday when possibly a Mac truck could have hit me and I would have felt better). But I still have a crackling sound in my lungs. Or better said from my doctor and nurse, "your lungs sound like crap."

I am pretty sure that is not good.

The doctor thinks this is the safest place for me to be. For me and Hank.

We are basically not sure about Hank's arrival. It might be after Friday--just to give me time for a full recovery.

Some other random thoughts:

The post from yesterday was short and a little random. Could be because I was incredibly uncomfortable and using one thumb on an iPhone to enter in that post. It took 25 minutes for like 4 sentences. Wow. Good use of time. I seem to have a rather large and awkward thumb.

I might have experienced some slight brain damage from watching 12 hours straight of Lifetime movies on Saturday. Would you ever think a movie called "Weather Girl" would really be good?

I had an "ambien" dream last night that involved the pillows on my bed having names and personalities. And it seemed like a reasonable thing to happen. It wasn't until 10 am this morning that I realized that my pillows are inanimate objects and do not have it out to get me and keep me from falling asleep. (can you say "run on sentence?") 10 am would be several hours after being awake. I am just a slow learner.

I have a lovely view from my window--of the top of the building adjacent to this one. Lots of air conditioning ducts involved.

I got complimented on my hair last night. After a full day of feeling like crap and laying (or lying) in a hospital bed. At least my hair looked good. Because that is really what matters!

Seriously. . .

Thank you for all the prayers for me, Hank and the rest of my family. They are so appreciated and needed. We feel loved!

Thank you for all the offers to help--with kids, food, everything. I have the best friends ever! We will definitely be reaching out for some help. I know it is tricky because we need to try to keep our kids healthy and all my friends have kids (aka--little petri dishes for the flu and other diseases!).

Thanks to Jenny--best darn communicator ever. Who knew that in her job description was being my voice, answering-machine and everything else. Thanks Jenny! I owe you. How about some major baby-holding in a week or so?

Gotta go back to put my feet up and drink some more fluids!

mis