For 6 hours, I was in a cubicle, then, since I was being admitted to the hospital, moved to a hallway area, waiting for a bed to open up. The hospital was at 132% of occupancy! Pictures below.
Ok, a waiting game. Around 3:30pm, I checked my pulse, told the nurse I was back in rhythm. A call to the monitoring station confirmed it. Thank you for my meds. Can I go home? Only after the dr releases me. Around 5:30, "Jerry, we have a room, well, a better hallway bed for you - it even has a TV". I declined. About 6:00, dr arrives, agrees I can go home, but, of course it DOES take a while for paper work, finally left at 7:00.
Two more good things, they brought me supper, and even one for Laura! It was good. While Laura was sitting with me, she finished crocheting one pot holder, and completed 3 more. Nurses saw her working on them, and bought 2 of them!
In the pictures below, in the one view is the outside door where all patients brought by ambulance come in, the brown double door in the other picture is the entrance to the hospital from the ER. All patients and employees go through these doors - Bang!, Bang!, Bang! NO sleeping!, but you sure see a lot of people.
4 comments:
I've heard of parents sending their children out to beg, but never heard of anyone making their husband spend time in a hospital so they could sell pot holders. Did you give him half of the money?
Happy to hear that your stay in the hospital wasn't longer and you got back into rhythm okay. Good for mom for selling some potholders! :)
Love your view! Glad you are feeling better and were able to make your trip to Yuma.
Dad - it's time for a new blog and a new quote. :-)
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