The waiting is the hardest part

The waiting is the hardest part. Every day you see one more card. You take it on faith, you take it to the heart. The waiting is the hardest part.
...Tom Petty

So here we are back in the hotel, expecting to be admitted tomorrow, maybe. The Shift Coordinator (the person who calls you to admit) called us tonight and said they still don't have any beds available. They should know after rounds if they will have one. I'm running out of points and Trish is getting real frustrated so if they can't admit her we will likely head back to Aunt Mary's till they get a confirmed bed. Trish and I re-read the clinical trial description tonight (see earlier post if you want to read it) and we came up with some concerns and questions. You know last time I was scared, stressed all day, every day. This time I just want Trish to get the help she needs and get back to life -- because I know that is what she wants. This may end bad, this may end good -- but waiting for it to start is eating at both of us. Let's hope tomorrow starts the process and ends a least that portion of the waiting.