I got to know a mum at DS's school, as her DC were in hospital at the same time as DS. This was a couple of years ago. We have remained on 'school friendly' terms since.
I saw her and her DCs recently (having not seen them in a few weeks) and one of her DCs recognised me, and remembered that they saw us in hospital. I asked how her DC were now and they are doing really well. The reason they were in hospital has been corrected and the mum commented that they've not been in hospital since, thank god.
I am really, really pleased for her, and her DCs. They seem to be a delightful little family (polite, well mannered and lovely DCs), and I am glad that they have not needed any further medical intervention.
But this conversation came literally an hour after I was organising yet another surgery for DS. In the two years since we met this family DS has been in at least ten times, for many procedures including surgery.
I can't help feeling really jealous. DS's condition has turned me into a twisted bitch, but I am overwhelming jealous of this family and the fact that they won't be in hospital any time soon.