Melissa was sleeping when I stopped by to drop off her breakfast (croissants and conchas, breakfast of champions) but her nurse said that her vitals were holding steady all night and she'll probably be able to move back to the 10th floor today. Cue: huge sigh of relief.

Before we moved downstairs yesterday, we tried to sweet-talk a nurse on 10 into wrangling one of the bigger rooms (with a couch!) for Melissa. We'll see how that goes. It'll be her 10th room since this all started.