Giggles

Dh and I had been talking about how MIL was afraid of the dialysis, and believed that if they started that treatment that it would be the indication that this was 'the end.' No reassurances seemed to help, and she remained frightened and distraught. A friend suggested calling her church, and I thought that was a great idea. So I did.

When I arrived at the hospital, the pastor was there. My inlaws seemed really pleased to see him, and Dh's aunt and uncle was pleased too. He blessed her and said a prayer, and talked for quite a while. I hope it helped her find some peace.

She was really worn out, and wanted to rest after I left, so we were all hanging out in the waiting room. My MIL's ex-neighbor came to visit again. She's a nurse, and has been very helpful to us, and helpful to my MIL too. She was going to leave to watch her son's football practice, and asked if she could take ds with her. I jumped at the chance, because I think he's spent far too much time in the hospital, and needed a little diversion. Her football son is ds's age, and she has an older daughter and a younger son with her. Ds and the younger son, who shares his name, were having a blast. She said they'd be gone about an hour.

I was a nervous wreck, just turning him over to someone else, even for such a short amount of time. But I gave her my cell number, and let him go have fun. She has two adorable rambunctious boys, and she's a nurse, and I knew she could handle my son, even if things didn't go well.

Of course, I had nothing to fear. They returned about an hour later, all smiles. She commented on how my son just laughed the whole time. He was in a silly mood I guess, and laughed at anything they said to him. They all got laughing at that, and they were all in a fit of giggles. He has such a contagious laugh. It was so good to see. I was thrilled to see him get a brief respite from the quiet hospital lobby, and have some fun with other kids. It did my heart good, and I thanked the ex-neighbor for being so thoughtful.

And I got some sleep last night, too! So the day started badly, with lots of bad news, and MIL telling everyone she was going to die, but it really turned around at the end.

The day ended with sleep, and giggles, and more sleep.