Thoughts while sitting in the Vanderbilt Children’s Hospital surgery waiting room
Sitting here in the waiting room, watching a bunch of kids who are about to have surgery playing like a bunch of kids who have no idea they are about to have surgery.
Some thoughts from the morning:
1. To the lady who named her child “Renegade.” How can that ever end well for your son?
2. Even now, It is always a bit awkward to explain to people about Madison’s challenges. People tend to be uncomfortable. It’s ok, she’s cool.
3. I am thankful for my place in life, cause there appear to be some really goofy family dynamics around here.
4. The hospital socks they gave Madison are yellow. I am thankful for that. (she wanted to know if she could take them home…)
5. I am always nervous when she is nervous. And she was very nervous this morning.
6. I am thankful for friends who love us.
7. Vanderbilt is like dark chocolate to me. Both bitter and sweet. And while I am glad to have it sometimes, I do not need very much of it.
8. Chairs is hospital waiting rooms are uncomfortable.
9. I am a rebel. I brought coffee into the “please no food or drink” waiting room. Waiting for the Vandy police to haul me off.
10. Madison wants ice cream after surgery. I may buy a Baskin-Robbins this afternoon.
11. There are (rightfully) some desperate parents in this building. I pray for peace for them and healing for their kids.
12. Hospital cafeteria food is funky.
13. Why is it taking so long?