A little girl came into the emergency room today. As I work with kids that is not at all unusual. She wasn't sick; there was no need for medications or IVs or radiological studies. She needed a prescription and went right home. That is not unusual either. What was unusual was her attitude. I walked into the room to introduce herself and her glowing brown face grew brighter with excitement and she began to talk in a babbling toddler voice. Obviously she was excited to meet new people. Such a sweet kid...so I put on Dora the explorer for her and she just about hit the roof, jumping on the bed and screaming "Momma! Momma! look! Dora!!!!" I laughed. What a joyful kid.
On her way out the door her mother took a sticker from the dispenser, only one, and gave it to the girl and once again we saw the same glowing reaction "Oh WOW MOM!!!!" A great big smile and a "Nank Noo!" and she was out the door.
After she left, I wondered "was I ever that excited about life? I cant remember." Childhood...so beautiful. Shouldn't I feel more? I don't care what I eat, a sticker does not brighten my day, and I don't jump for joy when show I like comes on. Almost wish I could turn back that clock...but even if I did, would I get that innocence and joy back? probably not. Still, there must be a way to feel something besides inertia and numbness.
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