I know that feeling that the flight of stairs is Mt Everest.

Now the security guy is just messing with me. He keeps finding odd pennies and dimes and each time seemed to find some glee in changing the total. It is 1:30 in the fucking morning. Keep the damn change. Then he decides the wallet is maroon, not black. He seems to be down to inventorying the lint in the purse.

He keeps trying to inventory the whole room, while I keep telling him that was done on a separate form already on file. He leaps happily on "glasses, bedside." Now he tells me I wasn't supposed to be able to get anything back and now I can't take anything back from security until I leave. The security person doing the inventory when I came in was adamant about my not leaving anything of value in my room. How was I supposed to know what I might need for 6 days at 1:30 am after coming in in ambulance? Also, no one involved in this process has said or even implied that was the case.

I'm so tired and the incredible disappearing nurse has disappeared again.

Ginger, what a pain.

OMG, Ginger, that sounds like a nightmare.

In better news, it is pretty warm here today, but that means I don't know what to wear anymore. Hmmmmm.

Hope you are resting and have an easy day, Suzi.

Good lord, Ginger! May the competence fairies visit today.

Not gonna lie, I resent being awake right now. But i'll get over that. I think I have everything I need for the day, off to my parents and thence to Pt. Pinole to run along the water and through the trees. not over the river, but through the woods I guess.

Ginger, that is entirely too much fouling up to deal with when you're in your current condition. Or anyone's condition, really. Is the hospital board of directors Howard, Fine, & Howard?

Here's wishing everyone a happy Thanksgiving!

We are at my in-laws'. Woke up early because of the time zone, but I'm still hiding out before I have to go socialize.

Ginger, I wish I could yell at people for you. I'm reminded of the time a nurse told my mother in the middle of the night that she couldn't have painkillers, even though that was contrary to what the doctor said.

Timelies all!

I'm so sorry, Ginger, that you're having to deal with all this awfulness.

That one I'm going to write up. I can't really blame the nurses about the form; it appears to have been created in the '70s, before the creation small electronic devices and credit cards. They have to list every credit card, but there are no lines for them, so they repurpose various other lines. There are no lines for anything electronic. The system for retrieving information seems hopeless; I imagine a tiny room in the basement full of teetering piles. I didn't get the name of last night's gloating security person. I realized after he left that don't give the patients copies of the multi-copy forms they signed. I have no idea what happens to patients who are brought in alone and unconscious. Do they lock away everything and refuse to give them their belongings until they leave or do they stand out in the hall yelling, "Free credit cards here!"

The "egg sausage casserole" this morning was 2 inches high and remarkably solid. I showed it to the people who came to take various readings and bring medicines and one literally leapt back in horror, crying "what is that!"

Wow, no one in my history of being involved in hospitalizations has inventoried belongings or not let me or Hubby have them in the room. The cancer center only wanted to inspect any electronics that might be plugged into their walls.

ION, I'm here at work. Holiday and overtime pay! Yay! But I think one of the supervisors got the bright idea to do training today. No, dammit, this is not the opportunity for you to have a captive audience for long, boring training, this is the opportunity for people willing/shanghaied into working to get some quiet time in return for giving up a holiday!

Ugh Ginger, sounds like the night from hell! And I think you're right, security guy must have been messing with you. Strength~ma to you. May there be a good nurse on duty today.