Signs
Justin's cast was removed this week, so our trips to the children's hospital are done for now. He can't play basketball for another month because of the very real risk of falling again on his wrist, but he is resigned to it and is planning his comeback.
I wanted to take pictures when we first were in the emergency room over six weeks ago of the room itself, but wasn't sure if it was appropriate. The children's hospital is most famous for Angelina Jolie giving birth there a few years ago.
Here's a picture of the entrance.
The children's emergency room has clearly been recently decorated. The walls are painted in cheerful colors with large stick-on animal murals. The cheerful effect is effectively neutralized by the printed paper signs every several meters admonishing patients to not peel off the mural.
I find this funny in the same way that the new sign in the public pool showers cracks me up. It says, "Please don't shower naked." The showers are just an open area, in view of anyone and everyone going in and out of the inside and outside pool, so the fact that there was a felt need for this information to be posted means that more than a few people must have stepped way, way over the bounds of propriety and common sense.
In the same way that enough kids must have begun picking at the wall mural for hospital staff to decide that it was necessary to plaster it with signs.
When we first moved into our building five years ago, there were often passive-aggressive signs up in the entrance way like, "A big thank you to the person making noise at 1am last night." The place has gotten less hostile over the years, but a printed out sign appeared in our apartment building just before Christmas, saying,"Thank you for the lovely Christmas present," underneath a printed out picture of a pile of dog poo near the entrance way.
Some conscientious neighbor had gone to the trouble of taking a picture of the poo, printing it out, and posting it for all to see. This was likely meant to shame the owners into picking up the poo, but it didn't make any difference as the poo and the sign stubbornly held their ground for a couple days. The culprits were most likely the teenage kids down the hall who probably just thought the whole thing was funny and posted it on their Facebook pages.
On the home front, kids are both home sick today but are perking up and doing science experiments as I write--a good sign.
I wanted to take pictures when we first were in the emergency room over six weeks ago of the room itself, but wasn't sure if it was appropriate. The children's hospital is most famous for Angelina Jolie giving birth there a few years ago.
Here's a picture of the entrance.
The children's emergency room has clearly been recently decorated. The walls are painted in cheerful colors with large stick-on animal murals. The cheerful effect is effectively neutralized by the printed paper signs every several meters admonishing patients to not peel off the mural.
I find this funny in the same way that the new sign in the public pool showers cracks me up. It says, "Please don't shower naked." The showers are just an open area, in view of anyone and everyone going in and out of the inside and outside pool, so the fact that there was a felt need for this information to be posted means that more than a few people must have stepped way, way over the bounds of propriety and common sense.
In the same way that enough kids must have begun picking at the wall mural for hospital staff to decide that it was necessary to plaster it with signs.
When we first moved into our building five years ago, there were often passive-aggressive signs up in the entrance way like, "A big thank you to the person making noise at 1am last night." The place has gotten less hostile over the years, but a printed out sign appeared in our apartment building just before Christmas, saying,"Thank you for the lovely Christmas present," underneath a printed out picture of a pile of dog poo near the entrance way.
Some conscientious neighbor had gone to the trouble of taking a picture of the poo, printing it out, and posting it for all to see. This was likely meant to shame the owners into picking up the poo, but it didn't make any difference as the poo and the sign stubbornly held their ground for a couple days. The culprits were most likely the teenage kids down the hall who probably just thought the whole thing was funny and posted it on their Facebook pages.
On the home front, kids are both home sick today but are perking up and doing science experiments as I write--a good sign.