Hospital Life
posted: Mar 14, 11:04 PM
I am living in a world full of routine and new experiences. The Princess and I alternately refer to it as living in a fish bowl or living in a zoo. Either way, I’m certain you get the visual. There is a significant lack of privacy.
This lack of privacy is a result of the Princess being in hospital, on a heart monitor. She was admitted 10 days ago…it is exhausting, stressful, anxiety provoking and just not fun. It’s worse for her.
I have the greatest respect for how she is handling this entire experience. The staff have taken her into their hearts, I am certain of it. They had to move us to a shared room two days ago and when my child started to cry and I joined her, I couldn’t help it, I really tried to be an adult and a role model, her nurse almost cried too.
Yesterday, I asked for the umpteenth time if there was a private room we could have. I opened up and filled the team leader in on why I felt a private room was so important for the child and me, she had tears in her eyes. I came home to shower and when I arrived there was a message from her saying she had found us a room of our own. The relief! My child cheered up too, which is the most important part of my relief.
I’m glad we have our own space again, but I’d live happily in a closet as long as I shared that closet with my daughter!