It's good to giggle, isn't it?
We have, what I suppose others would call, a dark sense of humor in my family about Mom's hospitalizations. They've been such a way of life since I was a kid, that you have to laugh. The alternative is just too depressing. One time, after surgery, she was halucinating that she saw spiders on the walls. The nurses didn't think it was so funny when my brother went around slapping the wall with magazines and "killing" the spiders, but we thought it was a hoot.
Mom still laughs about it. And isn't that the point?
Keep up the great attitude!
Kelly