We checked Magnus into the hospital at around 1 p.m. We are back in our old cardiac unit, and they managed to get Magnus one of the best rooms in here--we only have one roommate instead of two. I feel kind of sorry for that roommate, though, who looks to be a boy around 9 years old. I think he's getting out of here in a day or so, though.
Not much has happened so far other than chatting with the nurses and with our pediatrician, who stopped by. They don't even have Magnus hooked up to the monitors or anything, but they're about to draw blood and try to simultaneously put an IV in him. If they can't get the IV in with the same stick as the blood draw, they're going to put the IV in tonight. The whole reason why we're here in the hospital a day early is so he can get IV fluids while he's fasted overnight to make sure he doesn't get dehydrated.
After we got here, Magnus napped for a while, but of course then one of the fellows came to look at him and woke him up by prodding him with a stethoscope. Now he's just hanging out and playing with the many toys we brought from home. Yet again, I'm very thankful he's too young to understand what comes next.
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