My response at the hospital was called 2 vicodin, one Levaquin, 750 mg, No food for at least 18 hours and then a piece of chocolate. That and perhaps a few hormones. I slep 2 hours. Kid had surgery and did well but then I sent her on a plane and I am scared. Son is grumpy and depressed now. Tring so hard to find affordable housing. Girl is a little racoon with a triple size uvular from intubation. She was a bit grumpy as she was waking up so I ran out and filled scripts. Had another friend help home daughter pack and then had my other friend drive both ways where I kept falling asleep and saying dumb things and halluncinating from lack of sleep. Son is being demanding. Need a small quiet place for him. Ate some real food today. A grilled cheese and tomatoe on wheat at the hospital. Nervous, I have to drive far tomorrow and I am tired, and how can I find housing so quickly? Hubby in FL and kids due soon. Scared about the broken nose one. I can't think straight. I am exhausted. No memory. Daughter lokks like a horror movie character, black and blue and a nose so swollen and it's stuffed with wicking and she has a bandage mustach. I hope her ears are okay on the flights. Doc assured they would be. She is in a wheel chair so southwest has to find her connecting flight. Her sister has her meds and knows what to do. Damned, this week I was supposed to play.