So Saturday was rough. The events of the day had a profound impact on how our day began today. After our fitful sleep we were both incredibly anxious to see how the night had gone. We basically sprinted from the hotel to the hospital, yet the ten minute walk to her station still felt like it took an exorbitantly long time.
We arrived to find Ellie very drowsy. She had been give a fairly strong anti-anxiety sedative in the middle of the night to help her finally get some sleep. We were both very thankful that nothing new had changed in the few hours we were away recuperating.
The plan for the day, at least our hope for the day, was for nothing new to happen. A boring day is what we needed to encourage our spirits.