Saturday, April 29, 2006
Life with Charlie
Now that I'm starting to feel a bit better, life with Charlie is getting all the more exciting. His range of facial communications is fascinating. He often gives a smile after a feed, which may or may not be a smile. But he sure looks contented. He is good-natured and enjoys a good cuddle. And he seems to enjoy the steady stream of visitors. Perhaps this is due to the many strangers he met in his first days of life in the hospital.
Our seven nights in Ward 10B of St. Paul's were very interesting. On the first night, I overheard the nurses at the nurses' station discussing the fact that the old lady in the room next to me, Ingrid, had lost her glass eye. They were concerned that they didn't know where it had gone. Twenty-four hours later, I overheard the nurses celebrate the fact that one of them had found it - the glass eye was tucked into one of Ingrid's dressing-gown folds. Small miracles at St. Paul's.
Our seven nights in Ward 10B of St. Paul's were very interesting. On the first night, I overheard the nurses at the nurses' station discussing the fact that the old lady in the room next to me, Ingrid, had lost her glass eye. They were concerned that they didn't know where it had gone. Twenty-four hours later, I overheard the nurses celebrate the fact that one of them had found it - the glass eye was tucked into one of Ingrid's dressing-gown folds. Small miracles at St. Paul's.

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