I am growing very bored with being in the hospital. Not that I have a choice at the moment, I still haven't gotten out of bed.
I was hoping to actually get to take a shower this morning, but there has been a water main break just up the street, so the whole hospital has no water. No water = no shower. :(
I should have the baby to occupy me at least, but they keep taking him away to the nursery because he can't seem to keep his body temperature above 97.4. They ran a bunch of lab tests to check for an infection, but everything came back all right, so they think it's just a matter of time before he can keep himself warm on his own.
I asked when I might get out of here and they seem to think late Saturday or early Sunday, depending on how the baby is doing. The nurse told me to be grateful they still sort of have a medical reason to keep me that long because the mother/baby unit is a packed house right now. It sounds like it too... my room must be very close to the nursery. (I wouldn't know, I haven't even seen the BATHROOM in my own room, much less ventured out into the hallway). I hear the little babies yelling their heads off on and off throughout the day and night. One in particular has been very unhappy since he/she got there... I'm pretty sure it's not Ben... ;) He's a good boy!
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