Not Sure I Wanted To Be This Type of Yardstick
And yet here we are! The good news is that I really didn't feel the same sort of hospital PTSD today. Or even better, A did not end up needing to have the emergency surgery that was looking inevitable there for a while. We are also finally home after *only* nine hours at the hospital. (So really, no complaints - this time wasn't a 15 hour ER…