Popsicle at the Hospital
Jun. 15th, 2005 11:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Remember how tired I was yesterday?
Well, I went to bed early last night, to make up for it.
Only Tadpole came to sleep in my bed, and tossed and turned and whacked me on the nose again; only she SNORED and the cat snored too, and the synchronized snoring contest kept sleep at bay; only I could hear Froglet crying in her bedroom.
Crying?
So I went over, and found my Froglet doubled-up with pain, complaining of a terrible bellyache. Since I had just given her Tylenol an hour earlier, I had nothing I could give her, so I stayed with her for a while, and since she really wasn't good, I took her to the hospital, and I grabbed Tadpole on the way out.
Now, I try to be patient with people in general, even when they get heavily on my nerves. I know how hard and frustrating it must be to work at night, with sick and frustrated and tired patients. Still. The sound of adult laughter around the coffee machine nearby while we are wainting in an empty hall and my child is whimpering with pain makes me want to stand up and yell LOUDLY for attention.
So I was not in a good mood by the time the triage nurse came back from wherever she had disappeared. Also, I was bloody tired and carrying Tadpole, who weights half a ton.
triage nurse: Do they have chickenpox?
rainette: Yes.
triage nurse *surprised look* well, then. Why do you come here?
This is where I nearly snapped, and answered in a much LOUDER voice than the circumstances warranted: "Because this little one *points to Froglet* has abominable pains and can't sleep asnd I want her to be seen with a doctor RIGHT NOW."
triage nurse: pain where?
rainette: I just told you.
triage nurse: no you didn't.
rainette *replays last sentence. realizes she said abominable instead of abdominal, the word her tired brain targeted and somehow missed. is vaguely satisfied since abominable conveys an appropriate feeling of urgency. contemplates telling the nurse that Froglet has Abominable Abdominal pains. realizes she will never get her brain and tongue to collaborate on that task and settles for a simpler version* ...
triage nurse: hello?
rainette: she has a horrible bellyache.
triage nurse: OK. Get in there.
"In there" being a cubicle with a bed for froglet, a chair nearby that I pulled over, and several complicated medical appliances.
rainette: well. Hopefully we won't have to wait too much. Cos we want to go back to bed, right?
tadpole *half-opens one glassy eye*: imnottired. dontwannagotobed.
Yeah right.
2:00 am found us still in our cubicle, with Froglet sound asleep on the bed, Tadpole sprawled on my lap and sound asleep too, and me going cross-eyed with fatigue, reading my book and trying to make sense of the sentence I was currently reading: In the Guildhall's holds he slashed twenty donkeys... huh? Oh, right. stashed ahahahahaha.
The doctor finally arrived, and nothing much happened. It took us ten minutes to wake up Froglet, and then she said she felt fine *headthunk* The doctor touched her belly, asked questions, and was unable to find anything determinedly wrong with her or her belly. So we were sent on our merry way, but not before a kind nurse offered them popsicles ("awwwwww! Poor little ones! Poor, poor children! I know: do you think they would like a pospsicle?") Two little faces lit up, two little head nodded in intense, enthusiasic approval, and soon two little tongues were busily at work on matching popsicles.
and this is how my girls ended up eating popsicles at the local hospital at 2:00 am last night. And I? am still tired. *sighs*
Well, I went to bed early last night, to make up for it.
Only Tadpole came to sleep in my bed, and tossed and turned and whacked me on the nose again; only she SNORED and the cat snored too, and the synchronized snoring contest kept sleep at bay; only I could hear Froglet crying in her bedroom.
Crying?
So I went over, and found my Froglet doubled-up with pain, complaining of a terrible bellyache. Since I had just given her Tylenol an hour earlier, I had nothing I could give her, so I stayed with her for a while, and since she really wasn't good, I took her to the hospital, and I grabbed Tadpole on the way out.
Now, I try to be patient with people in general, even when they get heavily on my nerves. I know how hard and frustrating it must be to work at night, with sick and frustrated and tired patients. Still. The sound of adult laughter around the coffee machine nearby while we are wainting in an empty hall and my child is whimpering with pain makes me want to stand up and yell LOUDLY for attention.
So I was not in a good mood by the time the triage nurse came back from wherever she had disappeared. Also, I was bloody tired and carrying Tadpole, who weights half a ton.
triage nurse: Do they have chickenpox?
rainette: Yes.
triage nurse *surprised look* well, then. Why do you come here?
This is where I nearly snapped, and answered in a much LOUDER voice than the circumstances warranted: "Because this little one *points to Froglet* has abominable pains and can't sleep asnd I want her to be seen with a doctor RIGHT NOW."
triage nurse: pain where?
rainette: I just told you.
triage nurse: no you didn't.
rainette *replays last sentence. realizes she said abominable instead of abdominal, the word her tired brain targeted and somehow missed. is vaguely satisfied since abominable conveys an appropriate feeling of urgency. contemplates telling the nurse that Froglet has Abominable Abdominal pains. realizes she will never get her brain and tongue to collaborate on that task and settles for a simpler version* ...
triage nurse: hello?
rainette: she has a horrible bellyache.
triage nurse: OK. Get in there.
"In there" being a cubicle with a bed for froglet, a chair nearby that I pulled over, and several complicated medical appliances.
rainette: well. Hopefully we won't have to wait too much. Cos we want to go back to bed, right?
tadpole *half-opens one glassy eye*: imnottired. dontwannagotobed.
Yeah right.
2:00 am found us still in our cubicle, with Froglet sound asleep on the bed, Tadpole sprawled on my lap and sound asleep too, and me going cross-eyed with fatigue, reading my book and trying to make sense of the sentence I was currently reading: In the Guildhall's holds he slashed twenty donkeys... huh? Oh, right. stashed ahahahahaha.
The doctor finally arrived, and nothing much happened. It took us ten minutes to wake up Froglet, and then she said she felt fine *headthunk* The doctor touched her belly, asked questions, and was unable to find anything determinedly wrong with her or her belly. So we were sent on our merry way, but not before a kind nurse offered them popsicles ("awwwwww! Poor little ones! Poor, poor children! I know: do you think they would like a pospsicle?") Two little faces lit up, two little head nodded in intense, enthusiasic approval, and soon two little tongues were busily at work on matching popsicles.
and this is how my girls ended up eating popsicles at the local hospital at 2:00 am last night. And I? am still tired. *sighs*
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Date: 2005-06-16 06:22 am (UTC)I got some sleep tonight, yay! :) It helped that it was less stiflingly hot, too (ou A/C is dead, alas)
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Date: 2005-06-16 09:37 am (UTC)Can't see the post though? Did you filter it in any way? Are you sure I am in the filter? *ahem* I know this sounds suspiciously like a held desk person asking you if your computer is plugged in, but I had the same problem with Sam a couple of months ago: he had posted something locked to me, and I couldn't see it, and then it turned out he had created a friend's group called rainette and had forgotten to put me in it. :D
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Date: 2005-06-15 01:28 pm (UTC)I hope you get some nap time in today :D
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Date: 2005-06-16 06:24 am (UTC)I was relieved too that it was nothing serious, I have to say -- though by the time the doctor arrived Froglet was so PEACEFULLY asleep that I sort of knew they wouldn't find anything truly wrong with her.
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