In the hospital

Made the drive to St. Louis yesterday and he was admitted but let me back up a bit.

The trip up here was less than perfect. It snowed on and off with winds so strong it would about jerk the jeep off the road. I had to stop and get gas and oh my goodness was it ever cold. Marcus was laughing at me cause while the gas was pumping I was dragging gloves and a scarf out of the suitcase. The closer we got into the city the more the temperature gage in the vehicle dropped.
When we walked into the ER we seen it was packed, great. We waited about an hour and was very shocked when he was called back ahead of several others. Some nurse had pulled his chart and seen his past history. She told me she didn't want him sitting out there with all of the illness floating around in the air. I was thankful for that but it was a less than perfect situation. The only room available was a trauma/procedure room which was not set up very comfortably. There was not a tv and the chairs were hard and I got tired quiet quick in them. We were in that room for 5 hours. From there they admitted him. It was after 8PM by time we got to his room and the night just wouldn't end. I attempted to find something to eat with no success. All I had was $20's and no way to break them and of course the vending machines didn't take bills that large. I quickly called it quits and came back to the room. Doctor after doctor just kept coming to the room to ask a million and one questions and exam him. I think the last one finally left around 11:30 PM and the first one was back by 6 this morning. We are no strangers to being in the hospital but I have never had a night and day like we have had. They will not leave us alone for longer than 10-15 minutes at a time. We are both exhausted. I have given up trying to sleep or eat cause it just isn't going to happen around here. I don't remember it being anything like this the last time we were here. At this time everyone is still clueless as to what is wrong with him. He feels so bad all he does is gripe about everything. Just a bit ago I had to step out of the room and take a deep breath because I was afraid I was going to loose my cool. He was bitching cause his IV was beeping and the nurse wasn't getting here fast enough with his medicine that he has to take before he can eat and his food might be getting cold. It was just one long steady complaint coming out of his mouth. It is stressful on both of us. I guess it would just be nice not to be totally alone and be able to leave the room for a break now and then.