Hospitals Aren't What they Used to Be!

We left the house at 6:30 am yesterday
which was about fifteen minutes later
than we had intended.

We arrived at the hospital pretty close
to the time we were expected at 7 am.

Warren got all settled in and before we
knew it he was off to his liver biopsy.

I was told it would be about an hour and
a half. So...I stopped by the help desk,
picked up my pager then quick as I could
headed off to the James Street Cafe.
It is right in the hospital and it is
gorgeous. As Warren has had several tests
lately I have grown to look forward to this
as my personal waiting room.

A breakfast sandwich, a good book and
a few deep breaths got me through the
waiting time. It might have helped that
I was snuggled up in a large and comfy
leather chair. Who knew? In a hospital!!

Suddenly the beeper beckoned me back to
the room where my very sleepy husband had
returned. He did very well with the procedure.
We don't know any results yet. It was a long
wait as he had first to lay on his right side
for two hours and then on his back for two
more hours.

The wait was made more interesting by the
fact that Jon, a friend from church, was having
neck surgery yesterday. He was in a room
not too far away so Pastor Mike kept going
back and forth. We also got to spend time
with Sue, Jon's wife, after he went in for
his surgery. While all of this was very
serious, we did get a chuckle out of the
fact that both of our church's elders were
in the hands of our hospital at the same time.
Glad it is a good hospital and all went well.

I do hope you won't think too badly of me that
when we find out that we have to visit that
hospital I immediately think of my own special
waiting space and think its not too bad...
guess it is my coping mechanism.