Unfortunately we have had another bad night with noisy neighbours and nurses.
I’ve made a complaint and it seems I’m now the most despised parent on the ward. Lots of nurse glares for me and my care factor is sitting at about minus fifty thousand.
Ted is so tired and cranky that he has spent most of his awake time this morning crying and begging not to have a special heart anymore.
I’ve punched out some narky emails to the heads of the department which I’m sure will serve no purpose but to make me feel slightly productive.
The morning cardiology rounds will happen soon so we should have a plan for the day soon. Apparently an invasive blood test and dressing is on the cards. Just to add to Ted’s low mood.
If you have to be ‘that’ parent to get him the peace he needs to heal then so be it.