The fun part of this was to watch my otherwise drug free child become so loopy from the pre-op meds that she stated she was afraid of bears and her leg is like a steak while her head was full of rice and sand. It was a lot of fun....
The best part of this experience was that we had the surgery at the new Mercy Gilbert Hospital. This is the coolest hospital and sets the bar for any other surgical experience I ever aim to have. For starters the Emergency Room was EMPTY~ Empty as in not one patient waiting with blood on their shirt, a baby crying or a family huddled together to rally around some old person with heart attack symptoms masking the bean burrito they snuck earlier that day. I have spent my fair share of time in an ER and this was not like any other one I have seen. It was clean, neat and empty. But there is more....
They took my daughter back for pre-op and handed me one of those vibrating discs that you get when you are waiting for a table at a restaurant. This not only buzzes me but it texts me the progress straight from the operating room. What the heck???? This is the coolest thing ever. It didn't matter that they were pre programmed messages it eased my mind and made me feel more in control. I would get a buzz that said "the procedure is going well" or "the patient is waking up and doing well". Think about the other things we could use these things for....
The hairdresser "your color is not the best choice for you - lets try lighter" or the dentist "you have a cavity". How about getting one from your teacher that says "please surrender your phone!". How easily we could be controlled....wait isn't that what texting is??? Brilliant!
So there was one thing that did kindof freak me out though...more than I already was....and that was this very creepy lullaby that played on the speaker system every so often. When it first went off I looked around trying to figure out where it was coming from. It was the tune to "Rock-a-bye-baby". Mind you it was 5:30 in the morning so my initial thought was it had something to do with the time. After it happened again I looked around more and this very nice lady across from me chuckled and said "that means a baby was just born". Whaaat? So every time, no matter what time of day, this dumb tune plays over and over again. I don't know if I could handle that....I have heard of a bell going off and that meaning an angel has gotten its wings but an annoying lullaby every time a baby is born??? By the third time I was thinking on other songs that could replace this annoying lullaby...."Another One Bites the Dust" when someone dies, "Your a Heartbreaker" when someone has a heart attack or Berlin's "Take My Breath Away" when a patient stops breathing....I could go on and on but a lullaby??? Come on....I was there for 4 hours and heard this song at least 5 times....imagine on a busy day! Crazy!!!
So here I sit with my invalid daughter at home, watching episode after episode of True Blood and getting her whatever she needs. I know she is recovering from surgery but there is a part of me that is thrilled that I get to take care of her even for a few days. I guess it rekindles that love that a mother has for the simpler times when all they wanted was a fresh sippy cup of juice and their favorite cartoon. While she has replaced the sippy cup with a Starbuck's cup, and the cartoons are gory vampire dramas, she is and always will be my little Mousie~
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