At 7:30 pm tonight I found myself staring wistfully out the window of B's hospital room. Even being in the parking ramp it overlooked would have been preferable to 6 hours in the hermetically sealed environs of the hospital all afternoon on a perfect summer day.
B is fine: a "do-over" of his foot surgery from 5 weeks ago (his big toe rejected the titanium or whatever screws and the second toe decided on a different alignment than what the surgeon was looking for) went fine. Then his mouth disconnected from his brain and he announced "I think I'm having a heart attack" when coming out of anesthesia. A dream, maybe, or some slight actual weirdness in his pulse - but it sent the staff into full hyper medical mode. So as punishment (and insurance against future lawsuits) they kept his sorry ass there overnight.
Meanwhile I am cat-sitting a pure white, deaf cat who is the most affectionate creature on this planet. I hope that he will sleep tonight (as opposed to kneading his (unclawed) feet into my chest all night).
On the good side, I outlined lecture notes for Monday and started in on Wednesday. So I can get back to dissertation tomorrow.
Posted by otto0114 at July 13, 2007 10:29 PM