Originally Posted by
RobbyRobot 
Looks like a Christmas tree and tubes going every which way. The whole thing is dispensed by lite up mini-computer monitors which create a huge racket if things go off specs. In the dark of the wee hours its overall surreal.
I remember that from my husband -- he'd move an inch and the machines would freak out. Sometimes all the nurses came running, and sometimes they didn't seem to care at all.
How late do they let Melissa stay? I imagine the nights are long.
I'm just stopping by your room to say good morning. I wish things were different, but they're not, so like everyone else, I just hope you don't mind folks like me coming around with our little words and flower pictures. Verte inspired me -- I'm bringing frangipani.
