Thursday and Friday I patiently wait for a phone call from the hospital. And by patiently, I mean every hour that goes by, I think "maybe I fell asleep on the couch and just imagined that call from the doctor".
Then, on Friday around 1:00 PM the phone call comes. We have a bed ready for you. Come on in anytime.
That's when the anxiety sets in. This is real.
Thursday and Friday I patiently wait for a phone call from Brandy, telling me she got a call from the hospital. And by patiently, I mean IMpatiently.
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