Yes, you heard me right, the my kiddos got to come visit me at the hospital this evening. I found out the other day that one of my new walking friends was able to have her 8 year-old daughter come visit. It was the first time she had seen her in a month. It made me start thinking, Ava is 6 (going on 16), she’s not sick, she should be able to come visit.
The charge nurse was in my room today and she was looking at the wall of pictures and proceeded to ask about my kids. We started talking and I casually asked what the age cut off was for visiting and wondered if maybe my daughter could come to visit. She said sure, she had no problem with it. She just wanted me to clear it with my chemo nurse or one of my doctors. Well I after that, I was on a mission!
Dr. Alexi (my infectious disease doctor) was the last to come check on me today so I asked him. He is the nicest, funniest man with a Detroit-Latino accent who has 4 kids of his own. I figured he was my best shot, so I asked him. He said he had no problem with it as long as hands were sanitized and masks were on. (We already know about that protocol.) I also checked with my chemo nurse and she said as long as Ava was coming, Grady (who is 3 1/2) might as well come too as long as he would keep his mask on. If one had been exposed to something, they both would be sharing it anyway because they are home together. (Makes sense.)
I immediately texted Dave and my mom to let them know the great news. We made a plan in case Grady was going to be difficult about the mask. (You can never know what a 3 year-old is going to do.) So, the whole family came: Dave, Ave, Grady and my mom.
It was so fabulous to see them. They weren’t scared. They thought it was cool that they got to wear masks. We even sent the masks home with the kids so they could pretend they were doctors.
Ava gave me 6 individually construction paper wrapped presents adorned with pipe cleaners. What was inside each one? Rocks – oh wait, excuse me- they were crystals from the backyard. (She did take time to find rocks that had sparkly parts to them.)
They stayed for about an hour and they were so well behaved. I think it gave them a sense of comfort to see me in person and to see where I was. I can’t explain what a great mood it has put me in that I was given this opportunity. I even got to squeeze them both with big hugs and that just made my day! The next time I see them is probably when I am released to go home for a week – which we still don’t know exactly when that will be.
Once again, take time to let people know how much you care and how special they are to you because you never know what is going to happen.