its 20 past midnight on a wednesday morning, number two is in his cot, THE WIFE is in bed, junior is in bed and i am in a chair.... for the past few nights since number two discharged from the hospital, we have been all sleeping in the same room... THE WIFE has to be close to number two, to breastfeed him in the middle of the night.... junior has to be close to THE WIFE else he cant fall asleep, mama boy... and i sleep on the floor next to the bed just in case THE WIFE needs me help with number two..... four of us in one room, sort of like tenants in our own house.. hmmmmm....
the pediatrician told me about the bloody stool on a saturday morning, the surgeon talked to me that evening, took another x-ray the next day and explained to me that number two must be operated on that very afternoon or else... by this time number two was already in the NICU with tubes running in and out of him... to think that it was just two days ago when he was kicking and screaming when the good dr theo first pull him out of THE WIFE... i just hope that not too many fathers have to go through that... the surgeon also said that the operation will take about two hours... they will start at two thirty and should end before five.... i guess i really have to hand it to these doctors, they dont seem to have any day off.... i wonder who help them to spend the buckets of money they made if they are at work seven days a week... hmmmm....
THE WIFE was due to be dischargd that sunday afternoon... it just doesnt feel right... the thing with giving birth is, two check into a hospital three should check out.... unless you have twins, then four checks out... i guess giving birth isnt always about smilling babies, rainbow skies, bunny tails and unicons... sometimes crap happens.... and i guess the crap from number two says it all.....
number two was wheeled back into the NICU at five thirty that day... THE WIFE was already at home resting by then... standing there alone looking at number two with all the tubes and scar across his little tummy, i am just glad that or else did not happen.....
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
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