We don't get to come home tonight, either.
Heber's levels aren't where they should be, and so we are here another night. Except this time they don't have a little room for me to sleep--other moms need it more (which I totally understand). So Bradley just went home to get a sleeping mat, bag, pillows, etc so I can park in the van (and the hospital is sort of by the river) tonight. It will be more comfortable than sleeping in a chair (this hospital has a dearth of couches, oddly), and less time-consuming than driving back and forth btwn Spanish Fork and Provo. This way I can feed Heber every three hours and get him all better so we can go HOME!
Let's be honest--this is going to be a great story to hang over my Heber's head the rest of his life. "Don't you roll your eyes at me, young man! I slept in a VAN down by the RIVER for you!"
