We had the shortest hospital stay ever! Less than 24 hours! Yes, it was an exhausting day, but we are home. My Christian has an infection in his port, but we are on the road to treating it and we are home!
There is something I noticed at the hospital. The parents of children who are admitted look “gray.” They have a haze of grayness around them.
I ran into the dad of a child, in his sweats, with his Wendy’s Biggie drink, walking to the nourishment room for ice. He just had a cloud around him.
I guess because I’ve been one of those parents more times than I care to remember that I’ve never noticed.
When you live at the hospital you live from the few changes of clothes you have (and wash regularly at the Ronald McDonald room), you sneak away when your child is asleep for food and drink, television becomes your friend (when the cartoons are not on), and you learn to wait.
My heart goes out to these parents. My prayers to each and every one of them.
It is hard to have a sick child.
Today I Am Thankful For:
1. my own bed
2. dollar store surprises
3. my bluetooth
4. lollipops
5. being home
