Tuesday, September 23, 2008
When my daughter was released from the hospital, one of our beloved nurses pushed a box of green, size small latex gloves into my hands and said, "You'll find a use for them."
At the time, I didn't think much of it. Truth be told, I had a lot more important things on my mind as we prepared to drive our little girl HOME after 3 1/2 months in the NICU.
Fast forward to a raging, open-sore rash that required constant application of ointment with pristinely clean hands. I remembered the box.
When we faced a particularly gruesome bout of stomach bugs, I remembered that box.
And when I went to wipe the cat hair off our tabby's favorite chair, I remembered again. (Did you know that wiping upholstery with a latex glove picks up fur in a flash?)
I'm almost out of gloves now.... looks like I'll be working that into one of my drugstore deals.
Or calling a nurse buddy.