Again, Eve got no sleep that night. Four nights in a row. The convulsions were happening less and less frequent, now, at two or maybe three hour intervals. This WOULD have given her enough time to possibly fall asleep between, but EVERY TIME she would just be relaxed enough to fall asleep, a nurse would come in and wake her up! For the doctors who come to the hospital in the morning, the blood tests had to be done through the night so that the reports were there when the doctors came in. That meant that throughout the night, the nurses would keep her awake drawing blood. And during the day, the doctors would keep her awake with their questions and more tests! Patients be damned, it had to be this way, otherwise it would be...inconvenient.

The ultrasound of the previous day didn't give very detailed information to the doctors, however. So today was scheduled a CAT scan.

Now it should be noted that every day we were there, we were begging the doctor for permission to go home. And every day the doctor would say that he needed to do one more test, because they still weren't absolutely positive as to what her condition was. Even though she was continually feeling better, and her white count was now returning to normal, indicating the infection was under control, they still had to do every test possible. Absolutely necessary! Patient be damned! If they missed ANYTHING, they could get sued! This caused us to hope every day for escape, always with those hopes dashed at the end.

So off to the basement again for the CAT scan.

Once again, I was not allowed in the room with Eve during the scan. When asked whether I wanted to go to a waiting room down the hall, I flat refused and just stood by the door listening in. What I heard was the normal stuff. The technician telling Eve calmly that the injection that he was going to give her WOULD NOT HURT. And then Eve screaming in intense pain as the injection is given to her. What I couldn't see or hear, but what could only be described by Eve afterwards, was the look of utter contempt the technicians threw at Eve for daring to complain. How dare she try to make them care about the patients that they were treating! Was she trying to make them humans instead of monsters??!!!

When Eve left the CAT Scan room, she was deathly quiet. She never even looked at me until we were back in her room again. Her spirit had been utterly shattered. She felt so much pain, and she was being hated for it by so many people. I held her a long time, laying in bed with her as she cried. I feared that this was against the rules, and probably is, but the only nurse to come in during this time didn't say anything as she changed the IV bottle.