Up and at ‘em!

When Keyan and I were woken up by the student nurse this morning at 7:30 after being up on and off thru the night, I stared at her with great disdain and thought that I would write a post about “a day in the life of a hospital stay.”  Luckily for you, Keyan did something much more exciting so I will have to save the venting post for another day.  Check it out!!!

She was walking with the assistance of a walker!  It worked pretty good because it took the balance issue right off the table.  It has wheels in the front so she doesn’t have to lift it and she did fairly good making it go.  She walked to the nurses station right outside her door…by the time she got there, I thought she was going to pass out, she was staring and looking a little peeked but after a short rest she made it back to her room.  She was very proud of herself and loved the attention that she got from everyone who saw her.  Obviously I am thrilled to make this progress and continue to have faith that we are on the road to recovery,even if it is a slow one.

Paul and the rest of the kids came up to visit and it was great to see them all.  The kids LOVE to eat dinner in the cafeteria, but every time all six of us go down there I end up having a major anxiety attack.  The kids are running from this thing to that trying to decide what to have, running into everyone else along the way.  Once we do decide, we end up with 500 Styrofoam containers and that is before getting everyone their drink.  Then we have to pay which is a nightmare because everything has to be rung up individually and half the stuff has to be weighed…of course the kids don’t know that and I haven’t caught the fact that they put weighed stuff in with non-weighed stuff…the cashiers are always SOOO pleasant thru the process, so by the time we pay the million dollars to eat the crappy cafeteria food, I am sweating and just about in tears.  Of course we can’t forget the thousand times we have been asked if the girls are triplets… “they are actually quadruplets, but the other sister is here at the hospital and so everyone is here to visit.”  That is my pat answer which of course is not good enough and leads to 50 more questions all while I am trying to keep track of the kids who are hovering over all of the desserts!!!!  I am sure it is quite humorous to those watching but you get my drift…

So, tonight we decided that it would be better for Mommy if we ordered take out Chinese and had it delivered.  A volunteer stayed with Keyan and we all head down to the back entrance to pick up our food.  A very nice Chinese gentlemen pulled up, we signed the credit card receipt, he commented on all of our kids, we grabbed the food, and made a beeline for the cafeteria.  Paul was getting things arranged while I got drinks for everyone when I see Paul walking toward me with the bag of food.  “What is going on?”  To make a long story short, someone else had ordered Chinese takeout from another restaurant and we had gotten their food.  OUR restaurant driver had called to say he was at the back entrance waiting with OUR food!  Can you believe it?  What are the chances?  In the end it all worked out but talk about chaos!  If you know me at all, you are not surprised because my life is full of these crazy things happening.  Abagayle was sure it  was because we did not speak Chinese and wondered why we spoke English…and further more, maybe they should learn Chinese instead of Spanish at school!  She cracks me up!  One thing is for sure, there is never a dull moment in our crazy lives!