Make It So

My daughter was being prepped for surgery this morning. She’s a real trouper, following every direction, asking smart questions, seemingly super relaxed. But she has tiny veins, and when it was time for the I.V. needle to be inserted she knew she was in for a bit of an ordeal.

The first nurse searched and palpated for a friendly vein on both arms before calling in an R.N. to help. Most R.N.’s are no-nonsense, and this one certainly fit the bill. She spied a spot, injected a bit of novacain, and inserted the needle in the back of A’s hand in the span of an eye blink. I happened to be holding my daughter’s other hand at the time and probably won’t be able to use that appendage for a month or so. There were big old tears coursing down her cheeks. I don’t care how old one’s child is, when they cry, you cry. So I cried.

In the midst of her pain and tears, though, my daughter quipped, “Why can’t they invent wireless I.V.’s?”

Now there’s a plan. Could someone make that happen like yesterday?

Peace, people.

Unknown's avatar

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

5 thoughts on “Make It So”

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Praying for Eyebrowz

Doing the best I can with what I have

Chaos with Cheese

kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.

Christine's Collection

My streams of thought meet here

JULIJA RUART

Conceptual Photographer and Writer

Misterio Press

Killer Fiction

Sean of the South Podcast

Music and Storytelling

Life is a rusty rollercoaster

A bit of this...A bit of that...bit of everything...come on in...

roughwighting

Life in a flash - a bi-weekly storytelling blog

Mark My Words

MARK PETRUSKA | WRITER

Dave Astor on Literature

Short essays about novels and other fictional works

Here There be Poems

By Ian Garrabrant

incomprehensibus

Home of Micropoetry, Literature, art and philosophy.

Entertaining Stories

Just a fiction writer, trying to reach the world.

Wagons Ho

I'd curtsy but I'm drunk.