Going home
Today was a big day. Not only is it the birthday of the King of Thailand. It is also fathers day. And the day we went home.
I was very anxious of getting home. I wanted to see my house. My room. My bed. Everything. So I woke up very early. Already 6 o’clock. My dad went out to talk to the nurses, so they could prepare everything. Like tell the doctor to come and check me up, and to check my mother too. But they were so slow. Daddy had to tell them a million times. Finally he got angry and told them that if they didn’t have the bill finished so he could pay before 12, then we would leave anyway. That made them jump. 5 minutes later he could pay. Then he came up to the room and put me into the new car seat they had bought for me. Unfortunately we don’t have any pictures of that, dad forgot to take any.
Mommy’s brother came and picked us up in his car. I got to sit in the front seat. Mom, dad and grandma was sitting in the back. But I don’t remember anything, because I was sleeping all the way home. The last thing I remembered was a doctor checking my head. I have a small problem with my head. But the doctor told me not to worry. It will be alright.
The problem was that the top of my head came out, but then I stopped for a few minutes before the rest of me popped out. So my head is a little bit misformed on one side. I have some blood between the skull and the skin. I don’t remember what the doctor called it, but it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t hurt and it will go away. But my dad says it looks like I have a helmet on. Like the guys who want to ride a bike really, really fast.
I have no idea what he is talking about.
The next thing I remember is eating. From my mothers breast. At home. Finally home. I like home. Even though it is hot. Not like the hospital. Because we don’t have any airconditioner yet. But dad says he will buy one really soon. I don’t mind. It is nice not to have to wear a hat inside. I don’t like that. Even though everybody says I look cute in the pink hat of mine.
I don’t remember so much of the rest of the day. All the commotion with the doctor and the nurses and the drive home and everything made me sleepy. I didn’t want to sleep in my new bed the first night at home, so I slept in my parents bed. In the middle.
I think I will sleep in my own bed tomorrow.
