Blog: Dear Bruce

Urinal is the word of the day

January 2,2015

Dear Bruce,

This afternoon you were moved to room 202 on the Stroke Floor. This means there is improvement. I do kind of miss the extra attention you received in ICU, but at least here I don't have to leave for two hours in the morning and two at night.

You are sleeping tons today. Even dreaming.. Something about us being stranded at a gas station because the roads were flooded.

So about the urinal 'incidents'. The first one happened last night when I was kicked out for shift change. You fell trying to take care of business yourself. Im not blaming you; I totally understand. When you have to go you have to go right then. You pushed the nurse button but couldn't wait and you don't understand yet that you are missing some feeling in that left leg, so you landed on the floor. I heard them call a code for room 30 and my heart stopped. That hall seem to increase in length with every step/'run' I took. Thankfully, you weren't hurt.

Later, you had to go again so you just stayed in bed and I situated the urinal around pee-airre. Everything was great until I thought you were finished right when you did one big squirt that gave my glasses a cleaning. I was laughing so hard the nurses came to check on us. They didnt see the humor.

Then when we got to this room it was time for operation pee again. I was braced for the mystery last shot. That was until I couldn't figure out why I could see and hear you pee in it but it wasn't filling up. My brain is tired and it just wasn't computing until I saw the hole in the bottom of the urinal. Accident or funny prank? Will we ever know....da da daaaaa

That's all can write for know. I'm so sleepy.

I love you, snook 'ems.

Xoxo,
Audra