I dropped Michelle off at the hospital before 6 today, like usual. The difference today is that she won't be coming back home until tomorrow around noon. Hopefully it'll go well for her. I imagine the sleeping quarters aren't any better than a hostel, and the fear of not waking up for a page has to take a toll on your ability to sleep.
Fitz and I are going to go stir crazy. I might cook him some dinner, tell him about my day, and watch a TV show with him on the couch.