Bye Bye Ursula, Hello Private Room

(no laughing at my horrific photo shop, but you get the idea...

well you can laugh, at least I can't hear you  :)

Well, thanks to my friend,who has been reading my blog, and who is also a pediatric oncology nurse, I have said goodbye to Ursula!

I have also said goodbye to a shared room, sad vomiting baby roommates :(, and late night visits to the ER (well, hopefully). I have switched hospitals! (and nurses!). They have a different policy for fevers, so I will likely be admitted right to the oncology floor.   It is a little bit farther away, but only about 10 minutes.  I had originally considered it, but they weren't going to allow for the outpatient chemo, so I gave up on the idea.  But they are willing to go for it!  So I decided to make the switch.

 I thought it would be easy, and I am happy, but I was so stressed out about the decision, along with everything else, that I pretty much cried all day yesterday.  I had to wait many hours yesterday for Andrew's blood transfusion, and every time anyone asked me a question, I started tearing up.  I will miss my doctor.  He doesn't work out of this hosptial and that is one of the big down sides.  

But...I feel like I can communicate with my nurse (yay!).  Everyone seems to be nicer.  (Maybe they are not quite as stressed out because of the slower pace).  It is a brand new hospital, and the rooms are awesome. Since I am going to be spending so much of the year there, I decided I needed to do it for my sanity.   Big screen TVs, refrigerators in each room, and get this....I get to use the bathroom...IN MY ROOM!!  Can you believe it? 

And, on another sweet, but unrelated note, I keep finding my boys sleeping in the same bed each night.  One night I actually started freaking out thinking about Elizabeth Smart and home kidnappings when I couldn't find them anywhere.  I checked their beds, under their beds, and every room in the house.  Finally, I checked Andrew's room (they never go in there).  There they were.  All three boys, books, stuffed animals, and 20 blankies stuffed into one firetruck toddler bed:

Last night, Andrew returned the favor and crawled into bed with Aaron:

And we made it through the week without any fevers. 

Hooray for the good stuff.