Kadiera's Playground Cute but Evil - it averages out

with the assistance of a very helpful nurse, I get an edible breakfast this morning - no eggs, no coffee, and I'm skipping the bacon due to salt content and the general "ewwww, cheap nasty fake bacon" factor.

Supposedly I'm moving to the other ward late today (anyone stopping by, give me or B a call and we'll let you know the room number when we know); on this side they typically don't deal with meals, so they're adding to the random tray of cafeteria food with stuff from the pantry they keep here for the mother-in-labor and hangers on.

Instead of stuff that will make me puke, I get cheerios, PB on toast, a donut, a cup of fruit cocktail, an orange, and milk and juice. Given last night's late dinner and subsequent killer heart burn, this should fix me right up.

Further, the creepy half of the high risk OB duo here at WBH says he wants me to get some weight bearing exercise starting this afternoon. He's creepy in a very predatory way (and OMG, today he's wearing a bow tie even!) but at least not an idiot. He's also very concerned that I'm getting enough sleep, and that I not stress about this all too much - in fact, has all but outright offered anti-depressant/anti-anxiety meds if I want them, and insisted on a sleeping pill my first night here. I've lost track of the names of all the doctors and residents, but this guy will always be creepy high-risk guy :-)