Annie and Isabel and Gowns, oh my!
This blog post has been a long time coming, for sure. Every hospital stay I’ve had, every CT scan, every radiology “procedure” … ahem… surgery – had two things in common: teeny tiny me and massive triple-x hospital gown with questionable cleanliness, new-ness, and butt-covering-ness. I became an expert at avoiding the hospital gown. When attending the hospital in May through October, I made it a policy to wear no bra, and a tube top: MEP, June 2010 Though my tactic was highly successful, at times I was still forced to wear the yuck-gowns which were thin, freezing cold because they barely covered me, and unless tucked around me like a baby-swaddle, exposed more of my chest than this tube top, if you get my drift. After my life-saving double lung transplant on July 27, 2010, my sister received word that the Annie and Isabel company wanted to send me a gown to wear! To my surprise, they sent me two, and I wore them in heavy rotation, with my parents washing each and bringing them