So our little Tank is sick again, the frigid cold and his already poorly engineered lungs have allowed him to gather up some RSV and a side order of pneumonia.
We have been here in the PICU much around the clock since wednesday night.
The staff is great, the kid is improving, all is getting well but I do have one bitch about this whole deal.
What the hell is up with the parents of the other kid in the room taking sole ownership of the TV? We have found WHO watches all the effing infomercials, yesterday I was trying to get some "Burn Notice" on (love this show BTW) and boom I am watching a scrunci ad. Today I am watching the Pre game... BAM an ad for debt reconsolidation...
Good thing they won't travel far when I knock their asses around a little.
I have vented. I am off to play with the boy again.
JmfnB
