Sunday, May 3, 2009
The interesting thing about the hospital is how difficult it is to rest in one. There's a constant stream of intruders in the room (nurses, doctors) that come in at semi-random times, usually when it's most inconvenient. There are multiple visits per day from nurses getting blood pressures and temperatures, and dispensing medications. The cleaning staff comes by twice per day, once to clean the floor and once to empty the garbage. The food people come by for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and to pick up the trays, and to pick up the menu.
In addition, there's beeps and boops from the medication and IV dispensers, from the doorways outside, and from other rooms and the nurses' station. The nurses usually come by quickly when buzzed, but occasionally take some time. We know how to turn the beeps off of many of the machines, but not all of them.
In addition, there's one bed. There's a chair that can pull out / fold out into a "bed"-like thing, but it's horribly uncomfortable and inconvenient. So, it was a surprise when I walked into the room, after doing schoolwork, and found The Wife and The Boy asleep in the bed, and Grandma asleep in the crib.
I've done it, also, but it was funny because she fits better. I was tempted to close her in the crib, but I thought I'd get in trouble.
But, sleep is difficult. So, it was a surprise when I came