It's Cold at Camp!

Okay...I have escaped the frozen tundra of Shea's room for just a few minutes, since a Doctor is inside doing an exam. I decided that would be a perfect opportunity to post an update and maybe work out the kinks in my frozen limbs. 67 is sooo not the temperature I am craving! Shea would get it even colder than that, but that is as low as it will go. Thank goodness for Heaven's tender mercies! I was walking down the hall earlier today and a nurse thought that I was one of the patients. She was a little confused because I wasn't dragging along an IV pole, but my arthritic shuffle really had her going for a moment. Of course it didn't help that I was in my stripped pajamas and a Christmas sweatshirt with an ugly pair of flip flops. Now would be the time for "What Not To Wear" to video tape me...it is rather amusing that most of the people here look like they have stepped off the runway compared to me, but hey....I'm comfy, so I'm planning on continuing to 'rock' the look (but if "What Not To Wear" is in town, I would love, love to be on your show....I could use a new $5,000 wardrobe- don't tell them it would all go to shoes!) We really don't know what we are looking at here. Shea's white blood cells are up enough that they could send her home tomorrow, but there is some question about the stent. The plan so far is to go ahead and get a CT scan tomorrow to look specifically at what is going on in the bowel. At that point, we will know what to do or not do. So tonight we are eating salmon and stretching out on our beds. I have a piece of carrot cake for me and a sliver of cheesecake for Shea which I will happily eat in her behalf...all in all not a bad duty. If they had better bathrobes and a jacuzzi, I would think that I was camping out on the floor of a 5 star hotel...but I think I can handle it LOL. It is so beautiful up here, and if you are a people watcher, very interesting, as well. Some doors stay open, so you wave at the families inside and give a little nod or smile. Some doors have unwelcoming notes like "Don't enter-Painting (that one is getting a face-lift) and "Doctors..Do not speak to patient. She wants you to address all questions to her husband (How weird would that be? A three-way conversation with all of you in the room? Or maybe her husband is never here and that is her way of getting much needed rest in the hospital...if that is the case, I am going to try it next time I'm in for myself LOL) and other doors have notes for families or friends ("will be right back, I'm out on the terrace"). The biggest puzzle for me is the SLC Sheriff contingent that has been on one end of this floor for the last 2 days. Is it a friend that they are watching over? An Inmate here for treatment? I don't know whether to be smiling or serious when I walk by....how is a 'rubber-necker' supposed to behave?These and many more puzzling questions are how the days are filled at Camp Huntsman...very relaxing really with just enough curiosity and excitement to alleviate the monotony. And I forgot to mention church in pajamas...yep, that's right...church in pajamas. A whole meeting with everyone sitting in their hospital gowns or pajamas....family included. It reminded me of being a child at conference time...that wonderful Sunday where you could sit in your pajamas actually EATING while you listened to a Prophet's voice. Here it is a small, very spiritual meeting with the sacrament provided by volunteers. If you can't make the meeting, then they bring the sacrament to you. It was wonderful to feel the spirit and to have the sacrament. Shea and I were able to reflect on once again how many times we have felt the presence of the Lord and how often people and events have been directed by Him throughout the last few days. We continue to feel His spirit and the strength of each of your prayers. Thank you for all you do to help and support our family. Once again, words are truly inadequate to tell you the warmth in our hearts....and right now, I need all the warmth I can get!!