Oh, no! Parts I and II.
Nov. 13th, 2007 10:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaPart I: My friend Emily (who is the mother of Alex's friend Zoe) called at about 9:30 last night from the emergency room at Sinai Hospital, to let us know that Zoe was being admitted for viral pneumonia. She'd gotten sick over the weekend, and by the time they got in to see the pediatrician late yesterday afternoon, she was short of breath and her blood oxygen level had fallen. They went straight from the pediatrician's office to the ER. Zoe's being treated with oxygen, IV steroids, and antibiotics, and she'd already had three nebulizer treatments between 4:30 and 9:30. Emily was surprisingly calm. From the list of treatments, it sounds as though Zoe is very, very sick. Poor little girl. And poor Emily. I can vividly imagine how awful it must be to see your toddler going through something like this. And by yourself, too - her husband just flew out on a week-long business trip.
Michael's working late today, unfortunately. When he comes home, I'm going to head up to the hospital to give Emily a chance to go home and shower, and just generally take a break. When a toddler is in the hospital, the parent is pretty much on duty 24/7. I can't imagine leaving a two-year-old just in the care of nurses, unless there was genuinely no other way.
Poor Emily and Zoe.
Part II: When I dropped Alex off at nursery school this morning, her best-beloved head teacher told me that she's quitting. Friday will be her last day. Poor Alex is going to be devastated. She's bonded to Miss Carol so closely - she even asks me to tell her stories about her, and I can't sing the song "You Are My Sunshine" without being corrected: "I'm actually Miss Carol's sunshine, Mama."
Damn it. We picked this school in part because they have such low staff turnover rates. I am unhappy about this. Alex's other two teachers will be staying, but she only really seems bonded to one of them. It's always been about Miss Carol first and foremost, since her very first day.
Poor Alex.
Michael's working late today, unfortunately. When he comes home, I'm going to head up to the hospital to give Emily a chance to go home and shower, and just generally take a break. When a toddler is in the hospital, the parent is pretty much on duty 24/7. I can't imagine leaving a two-year-old just in the care of nurses, unless there was genuinely no other way.
Poor Emily and Zoe.
Part II: When I dropped Alex off at nursery school this morning, her best-beloved head teacher told me that she's quitting. Friday will be her last day. Poor Alex is going to be devastated. She's bonded to Miss Carol so closely - she even asks me to tell her stories about her, and I can't sing the song "You Are My Sunshine" without being corrected: "I'm actually Miss Carol's sunshine, Mama."
Damn it. We picked this school in part because they have such low staff turnover rates. I am unhappy about this. Alex's other two teachers will be staying, but she only really seems bonded to one of them. It's always been about Miss Carol first and foremost, since her very first day.
Poor Alex.
