Not to mention a constant stream of doctors telling you your family member probably isn't going to survive as well as other awful, traumatising conversations.
The first few days with my son in paeds intensive care consisted of
A conversation after his 17 minute cardiac arrest that he likely had a brain injury due to the time he was without oxygen to his brain and wouldn't be the same child he was before the cardiac arrest
Emergency surgery in my son's PICU room because they told me he wouldn't survive the trip to theatre
A conversation about the surgery in that he needed it to survive but he was so poorly and unstable that the surgery may actually kill him too
A conversation that he had made it through surgery but the next 48 hours would be critical, it was 50/50
A conversation that he was in septic shock and his right leg was so severely affected, it would probably have to be amputated
A conversation that he was in multi organ failure, both kidneys were no longer working, his bowel wasn't working and his heart was only pumping blood around the top half of his body.
A conversation that he needed further life support called ECMO to rest his heart and lungs as he now also had a chest infection
A conversation that he had deteriorated further and that visiting hours no longer applied to our family and that if people wanted to visit him, they should do so urgently
A conversation asking about christening and footprints/handprints as your husband who you have never even seen cry before is making noises you never thought possible a human could make
and at the end of the week? Just as you are feeling a little hopeful because he was still hanging on in there? A conversation about the test results and they tell you that your little boy who already has so many obstacles ahead of him has cancer.
I'd like to see anyone on this thread read that and tell me that they would be as confident, logical and even still upright after going through all of the above with their 8 year old child in a matter of days. I felt like I was floating and nothing felt real, they could've told me the sky was purple with pink spots and I would've agreed at that time.
No one knows how they will react and thankfully, very few will have to find out.