This may seem really strange, but the time that Neil and I spent in the hospital was like a second honeymoon. Neil rarely left my side. He also got me anything that my heart desired including a gigantic salad that I was craving that he went to several restaurants to find. We obviously missed our babies, but we knew that they were in great hands with Andria and her parents and then Neil's mother and sister. Every night Neil would climb into my hospital bed and we would cuddle and watch T.V. until I fell asleep and then he would get up and sleep on the very uncomfortable couch. He was also right there every time they had to poke me with more needles. By the last day I was fed up with getting pricked, but he encouraged me the entire time and told me how much he loved me. We were very happy to finally get to leave that little room, but I know that room 2140 will always be a nice little memory for us.
Neil, I absolutely could not have made it through without you. I love you so much!