The thing is that you just don't get it until you get it. Until you are there, and you realize that you are on your way to the Emergency Room with them in your arms you don't get it.
You don't understand why your parents were (or are) that way. You don't understand why your formerly dependably drunk drinking buddy suddenly is home by 6 more often than not. You don't get what they (we) mean when we say your life will change. Yes there will be 3am feedings followed by 4am diaper changes followed by 5am puking followed by 6 am diarrhea. That change is obvious and is the scared straight part of teenage abstinence programs that everyone takes for granted. Everyone gets the part where you don't sleep and show up to work with multiple stains of disgusting origin on your clothes.
The real way your life will change is indescribable. Its not a feeling or an emotion, its a state of being. About 12 hours after our first of three (or is it 4?) ER visits I was talking to my mom and she said "now you get it don't you?" Yep, now I get it.
This is a photo I took after the ER doctor put about 4 stitches in outside corner of my daughter's eye for the second time, as the first time they pulled through and had to be redone, and repaired the inside corner with surgical glue. We had just received confirmation that no,she didn't permanently damage her eye, yes she will see fine and binkies are good for narcotics, not just ecstasy.
For the rest of my life I will be transported back to that night in the ER everytime I look at her and see that scar. When she's 13 and its the worst thing that ever happened to her I will feel guilt. And I will always remember that feeling I had in the pit of my stomach when I was certain that she was going to lose her eye.
In the last week or so I have delt with a bloody nose and a blood clot
that looked like a slimy gummy worm, a busted toe nail and a lost
finger nail. Kids will be kids. I am now mostly bald and graying. Each emergency comes with a little less panic and little better grip on my stomach. But everyone touches me in a way that only a parent feels.
Knowing that the
Otis family is dealing with doctors and ERs brought this all to the surface. As did some other, better news about kids that I came across today. To the Clan Otis, best of luck. Sounds like all will be better soon, I hope it is.
To those of you thinking about parenthood, brace yourself. It will change your life.