It’s 4:43. I have an appointment in 3.5 hours. I want to sleep so bad I can taste it. Finally moving to a room.

Awe man grandpa’s hip is broken. The good news? I got him to take morphine… after I assured him it didn’t come from Afganistan drug lords. I’m in the hall. It’s 2am and I don’t need visions of grandpa getting a catheter in my head before I sleep. Hearing him get it is bad enough. Do nurses get paid enough to do this stuff? I’m guessing not.

And what would you use the top ones for? There seem to be a lot of useless things like these around. Bored waiting for grandpa to come back from x-ray. I can hear the guy next to me puking. Please lord I do not want to get sick. Also of you could make Ravelry not crash my iPhone’s browser that would be great too.