A Night in the ER

Quotes from a sick 2 year old:

“Mommy that doctor is NASTY!”

“Mommy, I’m better now” as the drunk-acting creepy doctor walks in. I would have said the same thing if that guy was gonna look at me!

“Milla has the clap” (really, “Milla how to clap” meaning Amelia knows how to clap)

“Sarah, I want to clean” as she grabs a tissue and starts scrubbing the chairs in the waiting room

Madison: Why they do that (close the curtain)
Kristian: So people wouldn’t see your butt
Madison: Oh

"Sarah I take you temperature. You no feel hot"

Madison: I don’t want that (referring to the tubes, wires, and machines)
Kristian: They’re just going to check in your mouth and your ears
Madison: Ok (like “sure, that’s fine“)

Madison: Sarah what that?
Me: that’s called a wheelchair. It’s for big people, not for you
Madison: It for big mommies?
Me: Yep that’s for big mommies
Madison: I wanna clean it

Crazy, creepy, possibly drunk doctor in a Ben Stein monotone voice: Madison, do you have dogs in your stomach?
Madison (unamused and in a matter-of-fact tone): No

HATE!

In case you didn't know or you forgot, I HATE the hospital setting. The hospital, not to be confused with outpatient which I like, is a nasty depressing place where nurses let patients scream all day and swallow tests are postponed due to possible impending patient death. I feel sad and uncomfortable every time I step foot in the hospital. I don't EVER want to work in one (or in a nursing home). It doesn't interest me whatsoever and in fact, it disgusts and upsets me. Thank God I only have 3 weeks left.

Chaos

I have so much on my mind right now, I can't even sort it out into some semblance of organization, which is frustrating because that prevents me from really thinking about everything. Obviously I can't blog about it because that would be a confused mess.