Life In The Hospital Ward

So, this is the 2nd time I’m writing this as the first time javascript wasn’t enabled. So it didn’t save it. Weeeeee.

But now I think I’m good. I am currently sitting next to a vending machine here on the 6th floor, of grandriver waiting for my wife to come back from surgery. Some where a small electronic toy sings out “you are my sunshine” for the hundreth time. But the squeals from the child playing with it tell me there is no end in sight.

Hopefully the gentle thrumming from the refridgeration unit in the pepsi machine next to me will lull me into some sort of coma.

She went in about 30 minuets ago. So we’ll see how it goes. In any event typing on this tiny key pad of my 8830 is cramping my hand. Will report more in a bit.