Hospital waiting rooms
Comments (2) Edit: She’s out, and everything went well. I still haven’t seen the doctor (was at lunch, so missed her when she came out) but according to the check-in desk everything went “extremely well,” and I’ll be able to see her in another hour or so when she’s out of recovery.
I’m sitting in the hospital waiting room right now (huzzah for free wifi…) because my mom just went in for hip replacement surgery. (Everything should be fine; I’ll post a followup later today when the surgery’s over.)
Sitting in the prep room while the nurses got her hooked up to IVs and explained how everything would work gave me a lot of food for thought. First, it was an odd (but good) experience to be ‘ladies’ed with my mom, and referred to as her daughter. Obviously, both of those are good things (it was particularly nice to be ‘ladies’ed while I was still in my big coat and only my head was really visisble) but I haven’t had a ton of experience being read as a woman while with either of my parents.
But the much bigger shock, and what I’ve been thinking about the last couple days leading up to the surgery, is that my mom is getting old.
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