Sunday, February 21, 2010

Pearls

Mom always dresses up when she goes shopping at Nordstrom. She used to wear a fur coat downtown. If she took us out with her we had to dress up also. She said you get better service if you look like are someone special, especially someone with money. I am dressed in my clubbing cloths, pearls and dresses. I am probably the best dressed parent on the ward. I could be mistaken for the professional staff. It makes me feel better, being dressed up.

Yesterday at rounds, I was sitting in my window seat when the doctors arrived. The lead doctor comes over to talk to me about Riley's care. he crouches on the floor to get down to eye level with me, but that puts him below eye level. I am listening for a couple of minutes, when it dawns on me he must be incredibly uncomfortable crouched like that. He is probably close to my age and my legs would be killing me if it were me. I graciously offer room on my huge window seat for him to sit. He gratefully accepts. I felt a little like a queen and her court. It must have been the pearls I was wearing, for him to be that respectful, crouching before me, when there was plenty of room on the bench.

PS I found the spell check in the program today. Yeah

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