Well, it's not slowing her down.
Mar. 12th, 2003 09:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsSo, last night Kouryou-chan gets her first bath since the burn, and I get a good look at her hand. It's healing extremely well. I want the pill that makes my cells go back to that kind of youthful vigour as readily as hers do. One can still see the marks, but the browning has almost faded and the glossiness has retreated somewhat. She's unafraid to use the hand, which by itself is a good sign, sealed as it is within a gauzy mitten loaded with silver sulfadiazine.
Before the bath, we took her to Kidopolis, one of those kids-only padded super jungle-gyms where she could roughhouse as much as she wanted. The hand was barely an impediment to climbing the netted tunnels, padded spirals with two-foot intervals, and rope ladders. Unfortunately, it is slowing down her one way, in learning how to use the toilet, since she cannot now pull down her pants by herself. Hopefully, this won't knock her off-track too badly. I read Sleeping Beauty and Thomas the Tank Engine to her before putting her to bed-- the latter is surprisingly demanding as it expects the reader to keep an enormous amount of detail in his head about whom is doing what at any given time, and if you lose track, the story loses all comprehensibility. I know they're considered "classics," but not all classics are so difficult to read. It needs an editor.
She slept in her own bed, seems to have overcome most of her cough, and didn't get up in the middle of the night that I know of. All good signs that the crisis is going to be behind us very soon.
Before the bath, we took her to Kidopolis, one of those kids-only padded super jungle-gyms where she could roughhouse as much as she wanted. The hand was barely an impediment to climbing the netted tunnels, padded spirals with two-foot intervals, and rope ladders. Unfortunately, it is slowing down her one way, in learning how to use the toilet, since she cannot now pull down her pants by herself. Hopefully, this won't knock her off-track too badly. I read Sleeping Beauty and Thomas the Tank Engine to her before putting her to bed-- the latter is surprisingly demanding as it expects the reader to keep an enormous amount of detail in his head about whom is doing what at any given time, and if you lose track, the story loses all comprehensibility. I know they're considered "classics," but not all classics are so difficult to read. It needs an editor.
She slept in her own bed, seems to have overcome most of her cough, and didn't get up in the middle of the night that I know of. All good signs that the crisis is going to be behind us very soon.
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Date: 2003-03-12 10:49 am (UTC)Funny thing, I don't ever remember bedtime stories... I know I got read to during the day, vaguely, but bedtime reading generally involved a pilfered flashlight... OTOH, by the time I was three, I could read to myself all I wanted, anything from the Little Engine to U.S. News & World Report and Business and Commercial Aviation.... it was what was available, and if there were fifty dollar words, I'd just bleep over'em and get the rest from context. Who needs a bedtime story when you read all day anyway? :)
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Date: 2003-03-12 11:26 am (UTC)Heh. My brother and I were both avid readers, so our parents made us a deal. Bedtime was at 9:00, strict, lights-out. But if we were reading, we could stay up an extra half-hour. Needless to say, it was a deal both of us took to with some fervor. And I still did extra by flashlight (I remember reading by the light of the electric blanket control, I was that hungry for the written word).