Missin' The Parfait

Some hospitals have horrible food. Others have great food. We have had occasion to visit a few hospitals with the births of each of our children. My favorite hospital food was when Ricky was born at the hospital in Auburn, Washington. The worst was Makayla's in Provo, UT. The food at the University of Iowa Hospitals and Clinics is decent. There are a few foods to avoid, but for the most part the food is good. We have had many stays in this hospital over the last 8 years: Andrew's broken femur, Sean's birth, Ricky's mastoiditis, Brooklyn's birth, Ricky's broken back, Gavin's birth and my subsequent visit back for postpartum preeclampsia.

Maybe we are just missing the food because Ricky is back in the hospital again and excited about ordering the fruit and yogurt parfait.

I'm not sure how many details to add to this story right now because now that I'm writing it, I'm finding that all night in the ER last night has left me wiped out. But I'm afraid I will get busy and forget to post so here's the super short version: Ricky has had an ear infection that has raged out of control. Not mastoiditis but spreading into his jaw and neck. Oral antibiotics weren't killing the problem, so he's in for a course of IV antibiotics.

Here's the only pictures I have of our adventure thus far.

If I get time, maybe I will write the details of the story later, but can I just say, "Yay for parfait!"

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