Well, I’m back in the hospital, as of last night. Apparently, not all the bacteria was killed off when I was in the hospital in St. Louis two weeks ago and it’s now spread. I started feeling really ill again (actually, as I alluded to earlier, I never really felt 100% better), so I came to the hospital (in Brooklyn) yesterday and was admitted, and it looks like I may be stuck here for the whole weekend. I’m feeling very sorry for myself today — much more than I was last time — probably because I’m in a serious ghetto hospital this time around and don’t even have a room yet.
I’ve seriously been camped out in a hallway for hours and hours and have no idea when I might get moved somewhere a little less third world. But at least I’m not in labor like the poor woman lying next to me, just moaning and groaning in pain. This is where I was supposed to give birth in October and since there’s no way in hell I’m going to let that happen now that I’ve seen what it’s like, I have to find a new doctor and a new hospital — maybe one of them fancy schmancy ones in Manhattan where laboring women actually get their own rooms!
Anyhoo, I’m going to leave this weekend’s open thread up to you guys to discuss whatever you want, though if you want to share happy, good news or a funny joke or something, I sure could use a pick-me-up. As always, feel free to discuss whatever relationship issue you might have that you’d like advice and feedback on from other readers. And send healing thoughts my way! I want to go home sooo bad!