1. The good
I ran this morning, and it.was.glorious. The first mile literally flew by, and I really enjoyed it. It was only two miles, but I seriously felt like a whole new person when I was done.
2. The bad.
Baby is still in the hospital. We are here through the weekend, hopefully leaving on Monday. And we're in a new room, shared with possibly the most obnoxious kid on the planet.
3. The ugly.
I preface this by saying that I completely understand that the kid is having a rough time, and is scared, anxious, etc. I swear, I understand. Let me also note, that the parents have said, multiple times, that they're glad the steroids are over so the kid is back to normal.
That said, this is the scene next to me.
Kid is screeching. Kid screeches a LOT. Nurse brings her a piece of pizza from the nurse's lunch. Kid FLINGS THE PIZZA at her mother, and says, "Not fresh!!!".
Mom grabs her purse and scurries down to the cafeteria to buy Fresh Pizza. Which Screechy doesn't eat.
This, and the kid is back to normal. No worries, she's just spoiled, says her mom. What are you gonna do, says dad.
True story. That happened.