Mags: "Mama, here. You can have Silky to take with you for your surgery."
Me: "Thanks, Mags! That is so sweet of you!"
(Two minutes later)
Mags: "Umm, can I have Silky back now? How about you just THINK about her while you're in surgery. Okay?"
It was the thought that counts. Right? For Mags to even think about giving me her treasured comfort item to take to the hospital was a very sweet and selfless gesture. Both kids have been helping me to get the house cleaned up and errands run before Thursday's surgery. I should only be down and out for a week after, but my anal nature makes me want to make sure the fridge is filled, the laundry is caught up, the deck is stained, and the sink is fairly cleared. You know all the normal everyday things.
While helping me prepare, I found some items on my dresser this morning. The kids had put some things there for me to bring along to the hospital on Thursday morning.
*His Batman sunglasses. This is so the lights in the room wouldn't be too bright when I woke up. Plus, I would look "very cool".
*One of his comfort items. He has about 50 of these socks he took to as a baby. He loves them all the same. To give me one to take is BIG. He won't even let Chris take one when he goes away on trips.
*A My Little Pony. This is for when I wake up and I get bored, I can play with her.
*One of her comfort items. Even though she has THREE Silkies, she does not share them. They are hers and hers alone. This one you see in the picture is the one I replaced her lost one with. You can read that story here. Even though it is not as loved as the other two (all Silkies are NOT created equal) it was still a very kind gesture.
I'm sure the doctor will appreciate me gripping all these things
in my fists on Thursday morning.
Well, not Silky. But I'll be able to THINK about
Silky (and her owner) and that's enough comfort for me.