I seem to be getting the run around when it comes to viewing my medical chart. I saw Dr. Hamedani this morning, but he didn’t look like he was in any rush to come see me. We’ll see how that works out.
I can’t wait to get home. I’m going to get a box of powdered milk and just soak for a couple of days! Dr. Hamedani doesn’t seem to understand that every single day counts – every single one. I wonder what Mommy has up her sleeve as far as cooking for me. I probably should guide her and tell her what I need – lots of salad, lean meats, maybe some beans (but not a whole pot, hello?) and lots of juice and water.
I have a new roommate and he seems nice. His name is Emil. He’s 28 and his leg was amputated when he was 16. He’s not really talking that much and I guess it’s because he’s tired. Well, I am too. I think I’ll catch a nap while this IV finishes dripping.
