Tuesday, June 12, 2007

May 22, 07 Chag Shavuot, After All

That evening, I managed to haul myself out of bed and, pushing the IV stand in front of me, joined Nachum, David and Yaniv in a small area off the corridor for pizza – after all, it was erev Shavuot – finishing off the meal with an apple cake Gabi had brought. I had a minor hysterical episode when I found the IV tube between my hand and the saline solution was full of blood and the nurses were patronizing and dismissive.

It hurt to sleep on my side, either left or right, and I finally fell asleep on my back, only to be rudely awakened by the nurses changing shifts. A small group of them flounced in, putting on the lights and talking loudly. I was too confused to protest.

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