I used to love it when my grandma recited those words to me. They always made me giggle.
Today I am giggling for a few reasons. Mainly because we are HOME. That in itself is a huge thing. But also because we had awesome Attendings, Residents, and Interns this go round.
The resident that came in last night, he was awesome. I guess it was early this morning since it was 2 am, but this is how our conversation went.
Resident: " How are you doing?"
Me: " Eh, I'm fine."
Me: " How are you doing?"
Resident: (As he looks at me with one eyebrow up,) " Do you really want me to answer that?"
Me: " Sure why not, I answered my question."
Resident: (Plasters on a HUGE fake smile,) " I'm GREAT!!"
Me: " So now that we know that we can lie to each other, tell me how sick my kid really is."
Resident: " Oh okay, well really I have no idea why you are here, look at him he looks perfect!!"
(As Rhett's passed out on the bed bright red and a human fireball.)
Me: " Yeah that's what I thought. We like to just come up here and hang out with cool people like you."
Resident: Laughs his head off.
Nurses: Who were quietly sitting in our pod are all laughing their heads off now as well.
I guess things are just funnier when it's 2 am, your dead tired, in disbelief that you are being admitted again, and are starving from not eating all day.
Then this morning we had the attending come in that totally looked like he just stepped out of the ocean with his surf board.
Picture: Mike Meyers when he plays on Wayne's World/Surfer Guy.
Every time I talked to him and finished a sentence he would tuck his hair behind his ears and say, " Okay, Cool."
Man oh man, I thought I was going to bust a gut.
He was really good with Rhett though, and made sure that I knew that we could stay if I didn't feel comfortable taking him home as sick as he still is. It was nice to know they weren't just shoving us out the door, but that they were confident that I could take care of him at home.
We also had great nurses this time around. Discharge has never been faster.
Apparently I have either become immune to rounds and the hospital life or everything finally caught up with me. I slept with Rhett in bed last night and apparently when they came in and did rounds this morning, Rhett was awake and talking to them and I was ...... snoring.
Guess I gave surfer dude a good laugh.
Hey, when you're tired, you're tired. That's all I'm saying.
Carey from Dream Big, who just happens to be mom to the beautiful little Chelsea who is Rhett's girlfriend, won the Buffalo drawing. Some would say that she had an unfair advantage since Chelsea has fought leukemia over the past year, and counts have kind of been her life, but she was the first one to answer the question right, and I didn't leave any fine print, so Carey, it will be arriving soon.
Rhett and I are off to bed for the night. My other kids are still with my sister until tomorrow, so it's just the two of us until Andy gets off of work later tonight.
We go in for another blood draw and urine sample on Monday, and we also need to set up another swallow study to see how he is doing with his solid foods. They want to check to make sure that his Nissen is doing what it should be doing, and then they want me to go back to his ENT and follow up with him if it shows that Rhett is still having swallowing issues. They don't know if this is contributing to his respiratory problems.
You all know my opinion on what is causing them, but they want to dig deeper and see if they can start preventing these trips to the hospital with the respiratory issues. Which I am totally all for. Good Lord, PLEASE keep us out of the hospital for more than 40 days!!
We also are following up with his pulmonologist as well. He may be having another sleep study done.
So yeah, add that in to all of Chloee's upcoming appointments in the next two weeks and I am going to be one busy crazy lady.
So if I am not on the internet so much you know why. Remember you can also follow me on twitter if you are just dying to know what I am doing when I am out and about.
Today I am thankful for funny Dr's that make me laugh when all I want to do is curl up in a ball and cry.