Three doctors, two clowns, and a growling Mimi

Let me just express to you that having a love one in the hospital is no fun at all and when it is your grandchild it is ridiculously horrifying! You have NO control! When you are the doctor, you are running the show. The parents are making the hard decisions and the nurse is at the beckon call of both the doctors AND the parents. But the grandparents, the Mimi's and the Papa's of the world, are just there to make sure that the parents have coffee and muffins and the grandchild has plenty of hugs. Since my beautiful grandson Xander has been in the hospital I have wanted to:

1.) Punch a cold (and presumably heartless) phlebotomist in the face after she walked into the room and said, "Someone is going to need to hold him ."

2.) Plead with my grandson's parents to open the curtains and let my little buddy get some sunlight.

3.) And ask, "where the hell is housekeeping?", after a dried coffee spill lingered on the floor in his room for more than 24 hours. I wanted to yell, "I have seen more than three different doctors, countless med students, several nurses, two clowns, and Elizabeth Wooley from the Channel 20 News but not one fucking housekeeper. What the hell?"

But instead, I have only very sweetly asked a nun for a mobile for Xander's crib and I added, "if it isn't too much trouble", got down and my hands and knees and scrubbed up the coffee from the floor, and as politely as possible reminded visitors to wash their hands before holding my pumpkin. (Actually, I also growled at the horrid phlebotomist. Seriously, I growled, like an angry dog. I don't know how it slipped out... I have never actually growled at anyone before but I guess she just pissed off the animal in me. No one heard it but her - and maybe Xander. And I am not sure if it scared her or not but quite frankly I think it should have.)

So until my sweet Xander comes home, I will resign myself to the "passenger seat" and let the pros and his parents drive. I will provide nourishment when needed, assure that everyones hands are clean before they touch my baby, and growl and bare my canines if I feel that anyone does not have his best interests at heart.