joEW Sorry to hear you're stuck in hospital. I was in from 30 weeks with the girls due to praevia and bleeding and by God it's boring. Hard to explain how slowly the time goes in hospital - the closest I came was its a bit like being on an aeroplane - sh!t food and every hour seems like nine.
I second iliketomove's idea of tapestry - even if it's not usually your thing something creative and dividers really kills the time. I got loads of mini beauty stuff too (manicure, face packs) and would spend hours painting my toenails and doing laborious facials. I also became excellent at The Telegraph cryptic crossword. Now is the time to swerve politeness and demand your friends come to see you. The 'outside world' has no idea how dull every day is so I found friends were quite crap at coming to visit and I didn't ask for fear of being too demanding. Upshot of this is that I nearly went out of my mind with boredom which is silly as this is what friends are for.
In that vein, what hospital are you at? I'm based in London so would happily come and visit you on a boring day if you're in that neck of the woods. Can't promise to be particularly thrilling or useful but the arrival of a complete random stranger could at least kill a couple of hours. Am serious so let me know. Can promise I'm not some loon stalker...
Weekend visiting husband's relatives this weekend which was hard work on account of tearful, exhausted twins and a very uncomfortable bed. I can't sleep anywhere at the moment but I've realised that insomnia in your own home with all your stuff to hand is infinitely preferable.
Report on first post-birth poo last time = favourable. Pelvic floor got badly twanged by a pair of caesarean forceps (my first introduction to the existence of these lesser-known but equally barbarous tools!) so I had a ten second warning. However, no pain or problems. This time I'm going with senakot and linseeds just in case. The glamour of it all is just unparalleled...