Hospital Stay
So Friday night was the Longest Night I can remember. She was miserable, and the sweet Staff, checking, poking, squeezing, returning, Allowed no sleep longer than moments. IV stings, head aches, tears come. “You can sleep, Mom.” Right. Sure. Beeping. Humming. Dripping. Calling. Measuring. Saturday, the family together Tender, watching, Hands raised to help, to