Degrees of Kindness
Hospitals (yes, we're back in the hospital) create an interesting collection of humans. When we arrived this morning, there were white, middle aged, sick people in the waiting area of the Emergency Department. This evening, it is filled with people of every color and size and shape. It also creates an interesting collection of machinery, much of which is attached to TBG at the moment. Heart rate, blood pressure, respiration.... I can watch it all from my chair at the end of his bed. There are green squiggly lines, white curves with flattened tops, blue mountains, all sorts of numbers in pink and green and turquoise. There's some comfort to be taken from monitoring the monitor. It makes up for the fact that I can do nothing to fix what's wrong with him. The EMTs came just after my 911 operator told me to call back if he stopped breathing. That was a piece of information.... what el...