I am sitting on the floor in front of the family library at LPCH. It’s ok because it’s Sunday and the library is closed. There are no corners to be alone in…and cry.
5 days into a probable 14, or more but not less, stay. My daughter is still very sick. Any improvement, however small, is still an improvement. I’ve been pretty strong, what else can I be.
There are people everywhere. Maybe they are looking for a place to be alone. Good luck with that.
Sometime soon, I will go back to PICU. It’s where I need to be. But for just a while, I need a corner…and some Kleenex.