Although it’s been a couple of weeks since Evan was last admitted to hospital it’s obvious that it is preying on his mind. Every time we get in the car he asks “No go hospital?” in a scared and pleading voice.
He also keeps talking about the “badge” he had put on the back of his hand (the IV needle) in a similarly frightened tone. I think having to hold him down while the nurses inserted it was one of the hardest things emotionally that i’ve ever done.
When I was little, about 3 or 4 I think, I cut my foot open in a rock pool on a beach in Ireland. I had to have stitches on the sole of my foot, but for some reason wasn’t given anesthetic. I don’t remember it, but my parents who had to restrain me whilst it was being done certainly do.
All of this has nothing to do with the photo above of course. I was only reminded it because this time it’s Evan perpetrating the mortal terror for a change. If you look closely you can make out a petrified Guinea Pig clamped in his “loving” embrace. The photo itself is horrendously out of focus, but for some reason I like it anyway.
There has also been some news on the parcel front. I can now expect it some time between the 18th and 22nd of December. Despite all your encouragement to the contrary, Greg has decided against sending me a pink one. He’s gone with yellow instead, which is much more fitting for a man of my status. I do have a horrible suspicion that it might also be covered in fruit, but only time will tell.
When The Boy was about that age, he developed a chest infection which sapped him and freaked every body (including the doctor covering out.) Given it was in the midst of the SARS outbreak and people were easy to freak. It was decreed that he needed a chest x-ray. I had to hold him at the put him in the plexiglass tube. He would let go of me– god, I get all choked up when I think of it. Simply awful. Í can’t even begin to imagine what parents of seriously sick children go through…
Glad your little one is ok.
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I think the photo is great. I can see why you like it.
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I’ve always thought that the worst job in the world would have to be Pediatric Oncologist.
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Are you kidding? Guinea pigs love to be smothered and squished into tight spots. As far as I can tell, that’s about the only thing they’re good for.
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You didn’t get an anesthetic because you’re English, we hold grudges.
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I once cuddled a very small fish…it didn’t survive very long though.
It looks like these to cuddlers will be ok :)
as to the package..if there are fruits on it, they’d better be banana’s!
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I love that photo too. He looks all thoughtful. I can’t imagine what it must have been like to watch him going through that, poor babe. I hope he’s ok.
And yellow is good. Makes me think of custard. I like custard.
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That’s why you are so tough now, isn’t it? Great picture too. Cute kid.
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I love that photo Dan – kids alseep on photos (or not) are little angels!
Yellow with fruit?
We have hysterics over removing a plaster – never had to hold him down like that though.
Nat – It doesn’t bear thinking about does it. Parent’ of kids who get chemo must go through hell.
VegasDad – Thank you.
JJ Daddy O – Especially because you’d have to be able to spell it.
Jeff – Squeaking, they’re good at squeaking. Oh, and as use as impromptu hocky pucks.
Arjan – The trick is to choose a medium sized fish, like a trout. I suspect it’s watermelon and pinapple rather than bananas.
Jo – I’m a big fan of custard too. Haven’t had any for ages. Bloody diet.
James – Oh yes, I’m a regular iron man.
Gail – He’s not actually asleep, just looking down. And to be fair I still have hysterics about removing a plaster too.
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I miss the colander.
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That post brings back memories for me too. Poor Euan – I know exactly what you mean about that terror.
As for the picture, we have some similar ones, though they involve dudelet’s sister, not a guineapig.
Rol – I don’t. I was not cut out for deadlines and obligations; even self imposed ones
(un)relaxeddad – Do you feed her lettuce and carrot tops too?
late too the party, but is yellow really all that much better?
i have images of Laa-Laa the Telletubby.
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It’s a nice photo.
Man, taking your child to the hospital is awful. I don’t like it. No, Sir, I don’t like it.
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