It was a little after 7 by the time Jordan’s mom had left for home and it was a little after 8 before all the wires, monitors, diodes, and glue were properly attached. Jordan had been shocked by the complexity of the process – and also continually embarrassed by its invasiveness. Margaret had to run leads through her pants, right over her diaper, brushing against it in the process. She had run them up through her shirt, brushing against her developing chest as well. She even had GLUED leads into her hair .

The long walk from the setup room to her sleep room #15 was rather well traversed in the middle of the night and Jordan had felt as though her crinkly rear end was echoing throughout the universe.