Look what showed up at Elisabeth's bedside...

The big girls promptly found a good use for it.



I think he needs a name.
Elisabeth update: Yesterday was not good. Elisabeth thrashed in pain and agony for 8 hours straight. They tried giving her morphine - but it didn't do a thing. Two hours later they gave her a double dose. Still, nothing. Eventually her tired body gave in to exhaustion and she drifted off to sleep. And so did I.
The doctors here are still searching for answers. A CT of her abdomen is scheduled for today.
The doctors here are still searching for answers. A CT of her abdomen is scheduled for today.
On a happier note, Elisabeth was moved to a different floor yesterday where we have our own room and it is ENORMOUS. Which is good, because I have a feeling we are going to be here for a while...