Arrived at the hospital

Well, the big day finally arrived. We checked into Las Colinas Medical Center at 8 p.m. Thursday (July 10) and was immediately given the VIP treatment. Considering we were one of only about a half-dozen "customers" at the time, that shouldn't have been a surprise. We've got a great room where Deb will deliver the baby, sort of like a hotel room with an IV drip. J.W. Marriott should be taking notes.

Did you know when you come in to have a baby, you've got to sign your life away? I think there was one form that insists we use Judge Judy if we indeed decide to take on this place in the legal realm. Whatever. We'll always get our say with Wapner.

Anyway, the most difficult part of Thursday night was the IV. Deb isn't a big fan of needles; who is for that matter? The initial IV in her right hand didn't go so well, so the nurse switched to the left. She drew about four vials of blood and we thought that was it. But a lab technician came back about two hours later and said the blood was bad. He had to take four new vials; Deb was THRILLED! (re: sarcasm)

Trying to sleep in this place is interesting. Deb's got a nice, versatile bed. Brian had a weird sleeper/sofa combination. Just imagine your average love seat and half of it pulls out. If you were 5-2, it'd be a little slice of heaven. When you're 6-2, not so much.

We're expecting Dr. Staud to come by any moment this morning as we get the baby process going full steam ahead.