I've been up, clean, dressed, hair done (as best as can be done in these circumstances) since 3 am waiting for the head ankle dude to come in and talking to me about out plan of action. Right now the plan is seriously void of above mentioned action.
Just got off the phone with my parents who are driving in from New Berlin for support and to ask the questions that I might not (oh and as mentioned many times before... I am drugged to the gills so I forget a lot when I retell hospital/doc stories). I am very lucky to have such a supportive family, they come up to visit me often with the comforts of home folded in bags or tucked under their arms. I know that today will go well. I have had all my favorite nurses in a row which must be a good sign: Sylvia on 1st shift (I was to submit an application for her Sainthood) Jill on 2nd (she is so compassionate and caring. After some chatting it sounds like she may be interested in trying out for derby next summer) and Nicole on 3rd (she is an angel that has been off on vacation for a while, but when she walked into my room this morning it was as if everything in my room breathed a sign of relief.. thank god Nicole is here)