Midnight and all's well.

Mood: annoyed
Listing to: Greg and Shaylie sleeping
Drinking: Labatts Blue (canadain beer) that Coleman scored for me.

Yeah, it's midnight and I can't sleep.
Have you ever spent the night in a hospital bed?
If you have then you know why I can't sleep.

Today has been a emotional mess. My family flew in from out west, and their reaction to my current situation were humorus.
Mom wasn't the least bit surpised and she lectured me.
Greg however made her happy.
I guess it's offical now that Greg and I are....together. Seeing as how thats what he told my family.
My sister didn't say much, she gave me lots of hugs and mocked me a bit.
Chris (my dear cousin) however was different.
He cried a lot, and hugged me a lot, he hardly left my side until the others forced him too.

The pain in my leg almost drove me mad.
I can't let on though, I just grin a bare it. If I loose the use of my leg I'll find this guy and kill him myself.

Greg knew, somehow he just knew. He kept asking me if I was okay, and he fussed over me everytime I so much as winced or sighed.
This is deffinatly a side of him no one has seen before.
The staff stares at him like he's an alien, they can't believe he's actually able to really care for another person, or life form for that matter.
But everyone can surpise you.

Scott is turly something else. She actually has something at home worth going back to, and yet she stays here with me.
All I have to go home to is my cat, and Greg goes home to his beer, books and TV, so we're not missing anything.
But her, no, she leaves her husband, and her 5 year old son Aden, not to mention taking time off of work (which she just went back to a short while ago) so she can be by my side.

Do I think she's nuts?
YES!
Go home dude! I'm not going anywhere anytime soon....unless Hayle gets pissy and doesn't want me to terroize the personel.
I bit Dr. Mason today, because he tried to stick me with a needle I didn't feel I needed.
I punched Coleman when he tried to tell me that if I was in pain he needed to know. I not so nicely told him to mind his own- and my fist and his jaw made contact. Then I told him to get me a beer and leave me alone.
He did, and when he came back in to check up on me I made him get me another one, which I'm just finsihing up now.

Greg and Scott are sleeping in chairs, side by side, to the right of my bed.
Greg looks so tired, he went home and got some of his clothes... he pretty much lives in his office now.
His brown hair is tossled, his black button up shirt has the first bunch of button undone, exposing a gray t-shirt under it. And of coruse the typical blue jeans and sketchers.
He looks so sweet, his cheek resting on his fist, his head leaning agianst the wall. His legs steched out infornt of him. He actually looks, peaceful when he sleeps. It makes me feel all calm and fuzzy all over, it's such a strange feeling. I could just watch him sleep forever.

Scott almost mirrors Greg. Only her long blond hair is pulled up into a messy bun. Her black hooded sweater and black pj pants made her look like a teenager insted of a middle aged mom.
But i love her, how could I not?
Its times like this which show you who's really worth hanging on to and who isn't.
Hell, I'm even starting to like Coleman a bit now, but I think it's cause he got me beer, but then again who know. Miracles have been known to happen.
And two of them are currently sleeping in chairs at my bed side, how lucky am I?
Plus, I have another little miracle attached to my hand, pumping me full of pain meds. Thank god for that!
AND no one tried to steal my lap top from me yet, so all and all things are good, for now.