Sunday, January 16, 2011
EWell, I have been here since Tuesday night and after meeting with the doctors I was starting to get my hopes up. Now I am just sick of this place: the awful food, the surly desk nurses, getting poked and prodded, and last,but certainly not least, the medications not working. I am just ad bad off here as I am at home.
I miss my husband and kitties. I can't even take a shower without someone to shook Mr from the everptesent IV infusion machine. A nurse has to help me remove my top and tape plastic over my PIC line. They ask you to wear street clothes when I would be so much more comfortable in my James. At this rate I feel I will never get out of here or I will be released no better off than when I came in.
My room is the last one at the end of the hall, so the only exercise I get is to and fro the nurses'station. I want to go to Florida!