philly

We're in Philly today and I am just on the verge of going bat-shit insane.

The hospital told us to be at the hospital by 8;15am, and we were there by 8. We were in the drab, depressing room by 8:30. We were then told a doctor would come by so he could start treatment, and a doctor arrived promptly four hours later. By then, I had braided my hair, gotten coffee, put surgical gloves on my feet, and tried making a surgical glove balloon. My parents and I took a break to go to lunch at a cute, hip restaurant in the achingly beautiful neighborhood where we're staying (in a stunning townhouse, which belongs to a family friend), and then we went back to the hospital to watch my brother sit around and wait for the head doctor to come.

I went to Starbucks to try to get Internet, since I had some business to attend to, and found STARBUCKS NOW CHARGES FOR WIRELESS. So I wound up back at the hospital for another few hours, and only now did I find wireless at Cosi.

In other news, my brother is ok. I stared at him and the wall for a good 7 hours today so I'd know! Now my mom and I are going to drown our sorrows in some wine and a movie before I spontaneously combust.