DD had appendicitis and had it out on Friday night, so spent all weekend in hospital. She is fine now and came out yesterday afternoon bless her.
She was in a ward of 3 kids, I stayed with her all 3 nights (on the most uncomfortable chair known to western civilisation) and the girl next to us had her mum stay with her as well. Both 15.
Another 15 year old came in another bed late Saturday night, with a broken femur and shattered kneecap. She had no adult with her. Overheard the doctor on Sunday morning - basically she got the injury after arguing with her mum about doing the dishes, and her mother pushed her down the stairs. The doc and nurses were asking about her life at home, it sounded awful, basically her mum spent a lot of time abroad, and her dad looked after her some of the time, but for the most part she was on her own. The docs were getting social services involved.
When the docs went we were discharged, we had a load of sweets, food and mags left over so I gave them to the girl. She was sat there in her bed all tearstained, and looked like the saddest sight. It was heartbreaking.
Just felt so sad comparing DD and the other girl in the ward, who had someone with them at all times, and this poor girl who was in a lot of pain and on her own.
I don't want to sound like a smug twat, and of course there may well be a lot more to this story than what I heard, just so sad that some kids have such miserable lives.