Whew! The "worst" part of the hospital experience. I've been thinking about this and trying to find an answer. I would have to say that it would be the AMOUNT of time we have spent in the hospital. During that first year we spent roughly six months in-patient. The hardest visits were the ones that we were in and out within a week. Several of these types of visits. Whenever we were in-patient, I knew it was THE BEST place for Gregory to be. Yes, I have horror stories about fellow families and their experiences. Things I've witnessed that are forever etched in my memory.
Yes, sleeping in a chair, beside is a PITA!
Yes, having to use a communal bathroom was bad.
Yes, having ZERO privacy was ugly.
Gregory and I have had some of the most intimate moments while being in-patient. Snuggling up, hanging out, just being together. Those are the moments that pierce my memories. He and I have a bond like no other.
Hospital life...... I completely and totally surrendered to it. There was nothing I could do to alter that fact. It was our home-away-from-HomeHome. We took what creature comforts we could and truly made it our sanctuary. No sense in fighting the situation. When he was feeling OK, we always had a ball. Music blaring, laughs, silly dancing (albeit he was usually in my arms) and just being together.
We made the best out of a wretched situation. Still do.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
I found your blog through 46 Mommas and love it. What was the "worst" part of the hospital experience? For you and Gregory?
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