It's not fun to be at the hospital... I've learned this in the last monthe and a half.
Last month I headed up to MT with my mom and sister because my grandfather was in the hospital. So we went and hung out at the hospital. Then he got out. But before we knew it, he was back in. After he'd been home for a week and a half or so we headed home. But we've been home for a week and a half... And I'm back at the hospital. My dad's in here because he has a blood clot that goes up his leg and is in his lungs. But he'll be ok!
Last night was prob one of the longest nights in my life. My mom brought my dad in last night while I watched my sister. They left at like 8. And at 2 in the morning my mom got back.
3ight now I'm updating my blog via my mom's Blackberry. (Maddi: you think a netbook is a tiny com, try using a blackberry...)