If any of you looked at this earlier, I didn't mean to post it yet. So here is why I feel especially done with that hospital today.
Our nice quiet room mate of yesterday, decided to pull a Dr. Jekyl on us and scream and cry ALL night long. I feel for the kid since he had surgery to put a pin in his hip, but this did not ease the inconvenience of laying in bed all night listening to him cry on the other side of the curtain. I don't know what the deal was, if he was just a wuss, or if they were not giving him enough pain medication, but criminey, not pleasant. Finally I started pushing the call button so the nurse would come in and hear him crying and do something about it.
Part of me wishes there was someway I could pull a Moses impersonation and strike those doctors with a plague, so they would let us out of bondage. Let's see what would be best, frogs or flies? Hard to decide. I know, I know, we need to be sure he is better, and me of all people who was sounding the alarm last weekend, should be prepared for the back slide that could happen at any time.
Diana comes home today, and my mom leaves tomorrow, and so it just seems like the perfect time to get out of the hospital.
Like the title says, put a fork in me, I'm done.