The room was a single, but it had no personality of any kind and hospital staff were comingin and out of Lam’s room at approximately 2staff/second. It was a bit like being in a small, colorless, air-conditioned beehive. Of course, I have no right to complain of any type of discomfort given what Lam went through, but I will. The chair I sat in was unlike any chair I’ve ever experienced before in that it was in no way comfortable. The back was at the most akward and least restful angle possible and it did not recline. I would like to meet the designer of this chair and then report them to Human Rights Watch. Or, just make them sit in their own chair for 8-9 hours.
On Thursday morning we started the paperwork (and paying) of leaving the hospital. It was a brighter day for Lam and I knowing we were all going home to our beds, sofa, pleasant breeze through the house and plants inside and out. The food would also be our own, and not one of the 4 or 5 greasy trough items shoveled onto a plate as was in the hospital.
See below the photos of him and us at home together this past weekend. It was the first weekend ever of having two children at home. We are lacking sleep, a bit overwhelmed and still adjusting to a family of 4, but it was a good weekend overall and it’s great to have them both.