I was on the phone around 10 pm talking with our main doc, monitoring Lucy’s heart rates and respirations, trying to figure out a plan to stop the nonstop clusters of seizures that have been plaguing Lucy all day, all the while attempting to get blood flow back on her blue lumen (once again stuck), when I realized that our bed was made, clean sheets and all. I looked over at Drew and whispered to him during all of this…you made the bed, thanks!
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