Day Five

Today we have had a bit of a crash. Lois awoke this morning, ordered breakfast, then became nauseated for the first time.

We have lots of theories as to what may have caused this: too many nights without really good sleep; a coming down from all the drugs; a "messed" up G.I. tract from all the heavy-duty anaesthesia; hospital food (too many popsickles); too many days in the same bed in this small room; too much noise coming in the door; the nurses we really like - off this weekend (but the one we have today is good too); nothing good on tv; the Mariners not coming on until 4 today; but we don't really know what it is.

They gave her some more medicine (really?) and the nausea has been gone for a number of hours; but she's rather listless and ready to go home. She did take a shower this morning and that helped, a little; and we took a walk around the nurse's station. But she's tired today.

Maybe when the Mariners come on later she'll perk up. Yeah, right, the Mariners perking someone up? That'll be the day.

The doctor orginally said she could go home on Sunday. But, once we got here, he told us he would be out of town this weekend and wouldn't be able to see her on Sunday. He asked if we would mind staying one more night so he could check with her on Monday morning, so it looks like that's what we will do.