Well everyday can’t be a good day or this whole blog would be a joke and I’d be lying. I’m frustrated. I’m sick of being in the hospital already. I’m sick of the food. Food makes me want to puke. Smells of food make me want to puke. Nurses are in and out all the time checking the same things over and over. I love my nurses but it gets old. I have to unplug the pumps and bring the pole every time I need to go to the bathroom. Take a shower or even get something on the other side of the room. I’m so sick of this hospital bed. I’m sick of all of the nasty pills. I am thankful for having a rocking chair in my room this time. That is about as exciting as my night is going to get. I am thankful that I got to spend the whole morning and afternoon with my daughter which is what I wanted and needed. We needed that. For now back to my rocking chair. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.