Hospital day 4

The past few days have been a bit of a blur and as i pack up some clean clothes to take in for Mark. Spfie and I have decided to stay hee for another night, even though its a bit of a shit hole , we both got a good nights sleep which can make a big difference at times like this. When i arrive at the hospital, Mark is sitting on the sofa and his bed is stripped which can only mean one thing. MY BABYS COMING HOME. I am so relieved as the information has been pretty poor and yesterday i felt there was no way out of here in the near future. Mark tells me that the 2 Belgian girls came up after we left yesteray , to bring me chocolates to say thank you but Mark has taken it upon himself to eat it already. Ah well it was a lovely thought and proves its nice to be nice.Wee hang around waiting for meds and eventually are sent of the discharge office to complete our paperwork , as usual there is a problem with the Insurance , I sometimes wonder why i bother to even take it out. The kind lady in discharge agrees we can leave today as long as we leave Marks Passport with them. We make arrangements to return tomorrow and she gives us her card so at least we can call to make sure everything has been settled. We hail a cab and when we arrive back at the hostel i can tell Mark is less than pleased, but its literally for one night and we will move to another tomorrow. Its at times like these i get pissed off with the packing up, it feels like thats all ive done for the past few days and i am really keen to find a place where i can totally unpack and assess what i have in my bag. Food tonight will be at our local chinese and Mark is once again not impressed i gather he has been so spoilt in the hospital that he has no interest in how ive had to live without him (haha). Dinner eaten we head back and cuddle up in bed to watch a movie, but Mark has taken over te telly as well. Like they say be careful what you wish for . I fall asleep from the boredom of the shit on telly.Okumaya devam et