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Things were better today. After the rocky start and the crash, there was some improvement. Before Shannon went into the Cath Lab, the doctors and nurses were tense and falsely hopeful. After, the hope was genuine and the relief was obvious.
It's really odd when you're waving to doctors in the hallway because you know who they are. It's not unpleasant, but it is a reminder that we've spent too much freaking time in that hospital. One of the nurses that looked after Shannon when she was in a step-down room on 4D noticed that we were waiting in the Surgical Lounge and came in to talk to us. Today, while Shannon was in the Cath Lab, she came in again to see how things were. It was comforting, in a way, if a bit strange...mostly on account of her being from Elmira and having worked with Shannon's paediatrician. Small world, indeed.
Dried cantaloupe is really tasty.
Walking down Yonge, there was a mounted policeman. There is definitely a dichotomy between the horse (which was a lovely chocolate brown) and the flak jacket and firearm. On the way back from seeing "Madagascar", we passed a group of fairies. I'm not being derogatory, either. It was a group of gay men dressed in pink leotards with tutus and carrying fairy wands. :)
It's really odd when you're waving to doctors in the hallway because you know who they are. It's not unpleasant, but it is a reminder that we've spent too much freaking time in that hospital. One of the nurses that looked after Shannon when she was in a step-down room on 4D noticed that we were waiting in the Surgical Lounge and came in to talk to us. Today, while Shannon was in the Cath Lab, she came in again to see how things were. It was comforting, in a way, if a bit strange...mostly on account of her being from Elmira and having worked with Shannon's paediatrician. Small world, indeed.
Dried cantaloupe is really tasty.
Walking down Yonge, there was a mounted policeman. There is definitely a dichotomy between the horse (which was a lovely chocolate brown) and the flak jacket and firearm. On the way back from seeing "Madagascar", we passed a group of fairies. I'm not being derogatory, either. It was a group of gay men dressed in pink leotards with tutus and carrying fairy wands. :)
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