Hospitals

Well the littlest one had to go to the hospital to get his tonsil’s removed. We had already spent last Friday night in the ICU due to the fact that he was having trouble breathing on account of how big they got. They had tried to get us to move to the floor over the weekend but we were having none of it. It’s hard enough teaching the ICU nurses how to take care of the boy much less the nurses on the floor. Instead we went home, all got some sleep and took him back on Monday for the big operation.

The boys fine, though his throat’s a little sore. Since his swallow isn’t that good he wasn’t allowed to have ice cream or a popsicle or anything so he was putting up a pretty big fuss.

We had the operation done at Mary Bridge CH here in Tacoma. It was a good practice run for both them and us. Up until now the boy had always made the trip up to Children’s Hospital in Seattle and that commute is just about enough to do you in. I swear I don’t know how sweetie does it the three days a week she works up there. We just thought Mary Bridge should get a turn and see how she does.

Monday his bedroom in the ICU had a beautiful view of Mount Rainier and the Sound. Snow covers the low-lying hills this time of year and in the end-of-day light the whole panorama turns pink. You can see the Armory, the County City building and the old Tahoma high school that sits on the far side of Wrights Park. Down almost directly below his window is a food bank and in the hour before it opens a line snakes it’s way across the parking lot full of a thousand points of forgotten light.

They kept him overnight in the ICU because he was having trouble dealing with some goopy secretions but by the next morning he seemed to be well on his way to going home. The weather had taken a turn for the norm and once again the mountain had the day off. It’s hard to get tired of the views around here; the mountain is rarely in the same place twice.