The Denver DoubleTree Hilton gets a big shout out (do people still give shout outs anymore? I don’t even know) for giving me a hotel room for the day, where I was allowed to pump. The lady who gave me the key card for the room was just as friendly and helpful as the lady who I had spoken to on the phone to arrange having said room. The lady I spoke to this morning told me about how she nursed her two children and had to pump in some very uncomfortable places (I was dying to know where they were, but she didn’t say, and I didn’t ask), and so she was happy to make this convenient for me. I was extremely grateful for having access to the empty hotel room all day. And yeah I got a solid seven consecutive hours of sleep the night before, but that doesn’t make up for all the rest of the nights. It took everything I had to be professional and have lunch with some of my colleagues. I was DYING to go in that room, take my boots off, put my feet up, order room service, and take a nap.
Mission Accountable Day 9: A Day Off
Today I didn’t work out. I generally take one planned rest day per week and this was it. I woke up at 6am anyway, totally disoriented. You know when you stay in a hotel with room darkening shades in a new city and you wake up, and for a minute you’re like “Where am I? What day is it? Where are my glasses???” I was all discombobulated because at 6am I was waking up for the first time all night and it took me a minute to wrap my head around that. I haven’t slept an entire night in a while. I think it’s been since sometime in August but I can’t be sure. Anyway, I nursed Sweet Pea and then boogied down to Denver, where I took a day course on assessment of visual dysfunction in persons with neurological impairments, which was fascinating. I’m not being snarky, I really found it interesting. If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m a dork.