Betsy had her knee surgery today and I had a really hard time not being the "annoying-nurse-daughter-in-law". I came in when they were setting up her PCA (the pain medication pump) and I was secretly spying on their every move.

I couldn't help myself and I just had to ensure that they ordered her Lovenox so she doesn't get another DVT. Bowel care? Check. Anti-nausea? On it.

Gotta look out for family, you know?

I didn't go overboard, but the nurse did ask me if I was a RN by the time I left. Heeheee. How did she know?