Nothing much is changing.

I have now been in the hospital for almost 2 weeks. Thirteen days to be exact. It has gone by faster than I expected but it is still very boring. There is only a limited amount of things that you can do sitting in a hospital bed 24 hours a day. I am grateful that I do have internet access but the hospital has so many websites blocked that it is driving me insane. You can not get on to religious websites, websites deemed to be society and culture, or fashion and beauty. Even a lot of the baby websites I cannot get on. It won't even let me on most photo hosting websites like snapfish or slide.com. Luckily the gmail account that I have has a photo hosting site and that is the only way I am able to post pictures for you guys. I meant to post this earlier but if any of you are wanting to send emails please feel free to email me anytime at hmthomas502@gmail.com. I love getting emails and I may not respond back to each and everyone but I do love receiving them.

Anyways, dad did stay with me all day yesterday. We really didn't do that much. I was sleepy yesterday morning so I just napped a bit while he did some work. After lunch we finished watching the second Pearl Harbor dvd. The air in my room up here is never just right. So, after we finished watching the movie dad started messing with the air and the vents to try to get the temperature just right. I was just sitting in the bed laughing at dad because he was standing on chairs trying to adjust the vents and I told him he was going to fall and they would have to bring him a hospital bed to put beside of mine. Luckily he did not fall but the air still isn't regulating right. We are either freezing or burning up. If you change the thermometer even one degree it is like you have changed it 10 degrees. Finally dad got finished messing and as soon as he did we got some company. The preacher and his wife from Centre Pointe came by to visit us. It was nice talking to them. After they left it was almost dinner time. I had already decided earlier in the day that I would just eat dinner with mom, dad, and Phillip. Well, dad has a new favorite restaurant, O'Charley's. Once mom was on her way I called in our order and dad went over to pick it up. As soon as Phillip and mom had arrived dad was back with dinner. We went down to the cafeteria to eat just so I could get out of the room and so that we would have more room to spread out to eat. Dinner was really good and we came back to the room after we were finished. Dad and Phillip left shortly after dinner and mom stayed with me and spent the night. She is also staying again tonight since Phillip is working this weekend. After Phillip and dad left we had more company. Some friends of ours came up to see me. They have known me since I was born and it was good to see them. Last night after they left mom and I just talked a little while we waited on midnight to get here to get my ambien. They came in a little before midnight and gave me my pill but i just could not sleep. I think I finally fell asleep around 2 this morning and was woken up at 5 for blood work, weight check and blood pressure. I quickly went back to sleep and was again waken up a little before 8 when breakfast arrived. I was not ready to get up but I decided that I better go ahead and eat while it was still hot. I woke up with a headache this morning so as soon as breakfast was finished I went ahead and got put on the monitor so that when they took my blood sugar an hour after my meal I could go back to bed, which is exactly what I did. I took a nap from 9:30 until about 11:45. Not long after I laid down for my nap the nutrition lady called to ask what I would like for lunch. I told her exactly what I wanted and she even repeated the order back to me. I was so mad when lunch arrived today because it was not what I had ordered. There is only one lady that works in the nutrition department here that can seem to get my order right and she is off today. I hate when she is not working because nothing is ever right. I was so mad that I asked the nurse just to get the wheelchair for me and mom took me down to the cafeteria to eat. I do plan on having a talk with the head of the nutrition department when she comes by my room this week. I do not mind eating the hospital food in my room when they get the order right but it is beginning to really make me ill that they call and ask what I want and I tell them exactly what I want and they send something different all together up. The cafeteria here isn't too expensive but I do not feel that every time they get my order wrong that I should be stuck going down there and having to pay for a meal that should be provided. The nurses are also getting irritated that my meals are wrong with the one lady isn't here. They have once given me some coupons to use in the cafeteria and they have placed numerous complaints with the nutrition department. I guess we will just have to wait until Monday to get everything straightened out. The nurse on for today was funny. An hour after mom and I got back to the room she came in to take my blood sugar and it was down. She told me that when I do not eat in my room my blood sugars are always much better than when I eat the tray they bring. She said that is really abnormal because most people would go down and eat foods they are not supposed to be eating. I told her I stick to the diet when I leave the room. She said they must be putting sugar in my food when they bring a tray. I don't know why they are always better when I choose what I eat.

The doctor did come in this afternoon and said that my liver enzymes are continuing to sneak up. They were 53 yesterday and 55 today. She said they are going to take blood yet again tomorrow morning to keep an eye on things. I am hoping that if they keep rising that on Wednesday they will do another amnio and the little one's lungs will be developed enough that he can make his grand entrance. So please, please be praying for his lungs because if the liver enzymes keep increasing and his lungs are not developed they could have to deliver and he would be placed in the NICU. Also tomorrow I will be 35 weeks so next Sunday will be the 36 week marker that they have been striving for me to make it too. If the lungs look good then Phillip and I could be parents right before Christmas and possibly be home with him on Christmas Day. I know so many of you are already praying and I really appreciate it. Please pray hard this week for his lungs so that we can spend our first Christmas with our little one at home instead of in the hospital.