2/26/11 A rough night

I had a rough night yesterday. I was finally comfortable in my room and all settled in when I got an unexpected visit. A woman came in and informed me that I had to switch rooms. I didn't know what to say. She said you'll be in room 406B which is in the isolation area and that I should start packing up to move asap. When I asked why she said that I was taking up a room that could have 2 beds in it and they need room for other patients. I started to panic because i knew that meant I'd be in a smaller room. Plus it was night time which I never like anyways. It wasn't until I actually entered my new room that I really broke down. I felt so claustrophobic, it was like Alice in wonderland when she grows and gets stuck inside the house. I couldn't stop crying I felt so trapped and confined and I think that was because I couldn't leave the room ever. I couldn't breathe but mom helped remind me that it could be worse and that when the sun come up in the morning I'd feel better. She was right, this morning I woke up and felt somewhat better. I know over time I'll get used to the change It was just a big shock. I am grateful for what I have, yes it's a small room but it has a large window, large bathroom and I don't have to share a room so I'm trying to shut-up. Tomorrow I will write about the little boy next door to me. Tonight I had my first laugh since I've been here and it was because of something he did. I still laugh just thinking about it. Right now I need to sleep though so goodnight to everyone and when the sun comes out tomorrow, smile.