Namine woke up around 6:30 this morning, but that’s late for a hospital stay. She never sleeps as well as she does at home. (But is that untrue for anyone, really?) Frankly, it is nothing short of a miracle that no one (including – especially – people changing the garbage) woke her up during the night. I was sleeping (if you can call such a restless, fitful existence sleep, or rest, for that matter) on the couch; Namine didn’t see me when she woke up, so she called out for me, worried. I doubt I was even very much asleep, because I woke up immediately to assure her that yes, I was still here.
The morning has been a fairly uneventful one. The doctors did their rounds, and in Namine’s, declared her to be doing well. The nurse removed Namine’s IV a little later – which Namine was excited about, despite the pain involved, because she knew it meant she was that much closer to going home.
We are now waiting here; she’s dressed and ready to go. Namine’s paperwork is all done, so as soon as Jessica gets here (she slept at home last night), we’re blowing this pop stand.
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