Joey is finally at St. Paul’s. Success! He is currently residing in the old patient lounge (bed shortages), but at least he has a bed where he needs to be. Even if he has to piss into a carafe (no washroom or sink, but we managed to finagle a hand sanitizer pump), has no cupboards to put his clothes into, and random patients stop by to see if they can come into his room to watch TV (it was the lounge, after all). The pay phone and oxygen canisters in the corner of the room also add some character. Although I must say, it does feel a touch gas-station-esque with the payphone and all. Some photos would be funny, but alas, I’m not on my A-game.
Are anxious to see the new pain doctors. Would love to get the ball rolling on pain management. Will see what tomorrow brings.
Mood: significantly less grumpy. Hurray for the CF clinic!
K & J