When I was inpatient after my injury in Iraq, I had an awesome roomie. They won't let a man share a room with a woman, and since there are fewer women in the military and coming home injured, we kind of stick together. We shared meals from places that delivered, watched movies together on my laptop, and even now 3 years later we keep in touch and get together whenever we can.
When I had DD, I was in a private room. No roomate there other than the baby and my husband. No signs on the bathrooms about patient use only. They encouraged DH to stay in the room with me since I was in isolation and they didn't want him to bring germs out of the room, lol.
When I had DD, I was in a private room. No roomate there other than the baby and my husband. No signs on the bathrooms about patient use only. They encouraged DH to stay in the room with me since I was in isolation and they didn't want him to bring germs out of the room, lol.