Emergency Room

Today did not start out well. We spent all morning at the emergency room. I was awoken by my wife at 3:45 am, complains about abdominal pain. So, I packed up our bags, woke the baby up, and got us out the door and to the hospital. I felt bad for waking the baby up so early, as he was sleeping deeply and peacefully. But I told him that mama was sick, and we needed to get her checked out by a doctor. It was weird. Normally, he’d be upset and crying if I disturbed his sleep; but when I said those words to him, he immediately calmed, looked at me sleepily, and laid perfectly still. It’s like he knew the seriousness and importance of the situation. He was a perfect angel. He didn’t complain or act up once, even when they threw us out of the emergency room and told us to wait in the car. He and I ate a little breakfast and watched videos on my phone for the next two hours.

After the sun came up and the temperature warmed a little, we went for a stroll around the park outside the hospital just to get out of the car for a bit. All told we spent four hours waiting before my wife called and told us to go home for a bit. And when she called us at home and told us she was being discharged, I told Troy that we had to go pick up mama. He immediately stopped what he was doing and ran to the door of the laundry room. He stood there waiting for me impatiently. It was amazing to once again see him grasp or sense the importance of my statement and react perfectly. He’s such an amazing little boy.

And yes, my wife will be okay. She just had an intestinal infection. Some antibiotics and strong pain killers should do the trick.