For a period of time now I have adopted a ward. B Ward, the VVF women. They are on board for up to 2 weeks, sometimes more. Hanging around, dozing, carrying their urine bags up and down the hallways. In adopting the ward I go down almost daily to make pompoms, name signs, decorate boxes, and paint fingernails. You know, pretty useless stuff, but fun and though I am daily nervous about it, I am always glad I have done it. The women's faces light up and call out, "Mama!"