We're Outta Here!

I've been waiting a bit to post until things wrapped up at the hospital. A couple nights ago Cristina's cousins stopped by her room to check in on her and say hello. I wish I could have taken a photo but I didn't have my camera handy at the time. Yesterday Cristina had the tube that was draining the water from her heart removed, and there was quite a bit that was in there. Today they were wrapping everything up, making sure she was feeling fit enough to be discharge and to perform an exam to make sure that all the water was gone.

The experience has been pretty tiresome and annoying. What was supposed to be a typical three-day visit turned into an entire week. Understandably though considering the issue with her heart. They never did move her to a separate room like they usually do but that was only because they needed to have a doctor nearby who could check on her heart. Other than that the chemo went wonderfully and Cristina isn't feeling any side effects, she's just hungry and is complaining about the smell of bad cooking (or at least it's bad to her.)

Her dad was at the hospital all day yesterday and for the most of this morning. He's really just a child at heart and for most of the morning he was playing with a small balloon attached to a stick that they were handing out for Children's Day.

Unfortunately he put the balloon away before I could whip out my camera.

For most of the time Cristina was at the hospital she was pretty drugged up and had a couple hallucinations such as an old woman in her room trying to give her three plush toys, her walking down a corridor, and me sitting in a corner drinking tea. Now that she's out I asked her if she remembers any of those things or her cousins visiting and she says she can't. She says she was "pretty fucking high."

Oh and one more thing. While there I stopped by the cafe two times and ordered this excellent sandwich. It was chicken, fillet, cheese, and guacamole all pressed between two halves of a Spanish croissant . It. Was. Delicious.