A Boy in the Hospital (Late Edition Music Monday)
Hush little baby don't say a word
Mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird
I have a "set list" of songs I sing to babies. Occasionally I can sing them to my "big" 3 year old and she'll correct me if I don't go in the correct order.
Fais do do
Colas mon petit frere
Fais do do
t'auras du lolo.
Since Saturday night I've been at the big hospital for children in our capital city. While I thought I was taking him to the Emergency Department to rehydrate after hours of vomiting, by 1:00 AM he was being scanned multiple times for suspected appendicitis.
Christopher Robbin and I walked along
Under branches lit up by the moon
Posing our questions to Owl and Eyore
As the days disappeared all too soon
By 8:00 AM Sunday morning they literally couldn't find his appendix. "That's very common in skinny people" said a pediatric surgeon. "That's a good thing. It means it isn't big and infected" said a nurse.
Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
There were several points during the night when he was scared. The worst was during the CT scan at 4:00 AM Sunday. I asked him, in front of a radiologist and two technicians, if I could sing to him. He shook his head "no" as tears streamed down his cheeks.
When we were back in our ED room and he had fallen back asleep, I crawled into the bed and held him. I sang quietly to him.
Love
I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
I wrote this on a piece of paper late last night after we were finally admited into the hospital for in-patient care. The hospital blocked access to all "social networking" sites. Apparently some teen patients were a bit mean on My Space.
However, we're home after nearly two days. He's not tolerating much more than saltine crackers but he still has his appendix.
Thanks to all of you who kept the music playing this week. I could see from emails that you were.
19 comments:
I'm so glad you both are HOME. What an ordeal. And I hope you both sleep well, peacefully and long tonight.
Huge, huge hugs.
oh goodness! I'm so sorry for all you have been through and wish for a speedy recovery. Glad everyone is ok!
So glad you are home. And I love all of your songs. If I'm ever in the hospital I'm going to call you so you can sing to me.
How terrifying for both of you!
Your songs are so thoughtful and loving.
I'm glad you got this posted and that you are both home.
Hugs.
I'm so sorry to hear this. I'm glad you are both home and hopefully the little one is on his way to recovery. I would have loved to be sung to. (((HUGS)))
Oh, how scary for you! I had a set list too, good description! I hope your son recovers well and quickly. Bananas are good for delicate tummies, so they say.
Oh the poor guy! I'm glad you're home and I hope the recovery is a speedy one.
Oh, how scary. Glad you are back home. Hope he is feeling better soon.
Wow. That's a rough day for you.
What a great mommy to do all that singing. Mommy medicine helps, even just a little.
oh, man, that was harsh :( I'm glad there were no surgeries involved and here's to a big more food soon. and here's to little songs to keep grounded.
Scary! It's so hard to be in the hospital with a little one...
Glad you're home again.
So sorry to hear that your son (?) was in hospital.
Oh, sweetie! SweetieS, actually. Kids and hospitals are definitely NOT a good mix! Been there, done that - more than I ever wanted to. It's a traumatic thing for everyone concerned. Here's hoping that everybody now has a chance to rest up and do some serious recovering and recuperating. And that includes YOU!
(Did they ever give you a diagnosis besides "oopsie tummy"?)
Oh, my goodness. I have to admit to being a little choked up here. What a lovely post SMID, I can just picture you curled up together looking to give and get some comfort.
Sooooooo glad that you are home.
I like saltines too. I kinda think they are a champion food!
So relieved to hear you're both home. I'm assuming finding nothing wrong, they decided it was just the flu or something that started the whole thing?
I know I raised my kids on songs, rocking and singing to them as I breast fed them--so to this day, they both respond to music as a comfort. Glad you were able to give him that love and support while he went through this ordeal.
oh, I hope this all passes soon and without any further incident.
I find that singing calms me when my "baby" is crying or in pain and I don't know what else to do, so this post sure hits me where I live
Holy CRAP! I had no idea you were dealing with such drama. You'd mentioned stomach flu the other day--I had no idea it had escalated. Yikes. Glad he's home now...
wow I wouldn't wanna trade with your weekend. ARen't you exhausted by now?
So is he ok now? Was he only dehydrated? He is so lucky that you were there with him with all your warmth and love to comfort him and support him.
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