Walking Milestones in Hospital
Earlier with the halo pelvic traction fixtures that my 4-year-old son has got fixed on his body, I used to think: How could he walk carrying 5 kg of such fixtures?
The 1st day, standing was terribly and painfully hard. He managed to stand and take a couple of small baby steps but with lots of pain and discomfort.
After 1 to 2 weeks after surgery, his thigh muscles grew weaker. When standing, he would bend his knees a lot and shake.
Then, at the 3rd and 4th week, he started walking beside his bed and in the ward lobby.
In the end of the 4th week, he showed interest to go inside the lift and go downstairs. I was worried because of the long distance and how he could manage walking all the way.
A doctor, I don’t know, but he knows my son’s name asked me: What is happening? I told him of my fear to go downstairs and walk all that distance. Then he assured me to trust my son and let him move and walk whenever he shows interest. He talked to my son and told him: You are hero and brave. You will walk and come back, and you will be just fine.
I felt of sense of relief, encouragement and support after that and immediately we stepped into the lift, went downstairs and started walking in the main lobby of the hospital.
The walking was very slow and small. He was taking very small and gentle footsteps.
People passing by us, shocked looking at him. Some praised and encouraged him. While others prayed for his recovery and health.
After 30 minutes of slow and gentle walking, finally we arrived outside the main entrance of the hospital.
My son at that moment didn’t want to come inside immediately. It was sunny with a cold breeze. We watched the cars, people walking and he enjoyed the ambulance cars (his favorite). He told me: Mama look. Birds! I can’t describe his feeling at that time. After spending a couple of weeks inside the hospital and then you go outside, it definitely feels amazing and fresh.
Then there was that big cat chasing a small weak cat. My son noticed that incident. We walked towards the small and scared cat. He refused to go back to the hospital thinking that the big cat would come chase the poor little cat again.
Such a soft and kind heart he has.
Anyhow, I hope this post gives you hope and belief that whatever situation you are in, remember you are being watched, held, supported and blessed. With consistent and persistent patience, faith and belief, you would find yourself gradually coming out of the hard situation you are facing.