2/27/11 "Hey Poopy"

This post is about the little boy in the room next to me that has been quite entertaining. I can't leave my room but I can see him through the window on my door when he's in his cage...uhh I mean crib (we'll get to that in a minute). He's really funny and cute. He's a little african american baby that looks about 3 years old with an afro. I was pretty shocked the first time I looked in and saw him because he wasn't in a normal crib. Oh no, he was in what looks like a full on animal cage with bars that go up into the ceiling. I was so confused with what I was looking at as I thought, "Why on earth is that kid in a CAGE???" It didn't look normal, humans shouldn't be in metal cages. That's when I found out why he didn't have a normal crib. His parents don't stay in the room with him. In fact they never do. They actually dropped him off at the hospital and left.  Apparently this happens often. I couldn't believe what I had heard. I could never imagine leaving my 3 year old in a hospital for days or weeks without even visiting! He's all by himself the majority of the day sitting in his cage and watching TV. It's so sad he has to rely on nurses and volunteers to play with him. They come in whenever they can but it's hard because they're busy in other rooms.
I would like to leave a message for the parents who leave their little kids here alone. You are disgusting, sick people that should be in jail for neglecting your kid! Hospitals are not daycare and your child shouldn't go through this alone!
He's so adorable too but sounds like a bit of a trouble maker (because he's bored and alone). He likes to stand up in his cage and shake the bars. Whenever someone walks by his door he just smiles and waves. He's so happy and likes to blab noises. We hear his remote control car ramming into the wall once in a while too. Last night was so funny I had a laugh that brought me to tears. I needed that. We heard a nurse go into his room and suddenly shout, "OH NOOOO YOU POOPED EVERYWHERE!!!". which was followed by a, "HEY POOPY, DON'T PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUTH!" at this point I'm almost on the floor in hysterics as I hear her leave and say, "No more poopy in your pants ok?". I watched as the cleaning ladies went in and out cleaning his poop and ready to gag on the smell. Today was a bit different though. I was watching him through my window I saw him pulling the sheets off his bed and throwing his remote against the crib. Then I got scared because the batteries popped out and he was shoving them in his mouth. I had grandma get the nurse fast and tell them what he was doing. He's been more sad today and has started calling the nurses mom. I want to go play with him so bad and I can't but I hope he doesn't have stay here much longer. So that was my little story about Mr. Poopy next door who brightened my day. Tomorrow I might post more pictures of artwork and a couple gifts I received from friends and I'll be sure to write about my PFT's. They test my lungs again tomorrow so cross your fingers.