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Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Monday, October 01, 2007
What Color is a Death Bed?
This weekend, in between travels and house cleaning chores I sat down to watch 10 - 15 minutes of TV. I caught a few minutes of Forest Gump, Medium and a few other shows I cannot recall.
At one point Snow White came to sit next to me on the couch. In the show I was watching a young man just had a small accident and was in the hospital. He was fully awake but had a little boo boo on his head.
For some unknown reason Snow White asked “Is that a death bed?” I explained that the accident was very small but the hospital wanted to check him out just to be safe.
Later on while watching a show on Life Time (cannot remember the name) a little girl coming out of a coma was laying in a hospital bed. Snow White was suppose to be getting ready for bed but she popped down to snuggle up next to me on the couch. “Is THAT a death bed?”
“Honey, what is with this fixation you have about death beds?”
The puppy dog eyes and super-sad-about-to-let-out-river-of-tears frown came. With her voice quiverying she said “Mommy. I just want to know what it looks like. I don’t want to accidentally sleep in one.”
I hug her and I burst into laughter. Not just a little giggle but a full hearty laugh. “Honey, those are hospital beds. People go to hospitals to get better. A death bed is when someone is very ill and they know they are dying.”
“Why do they call it a death bed? Why do they have to be laying down in a bed?”
“Well, I rarely see old people who know they are about to die out doing jumping jacks and cartwheels. {she laughs thinking about this} “They are too tired for all of that. They are laying down because it is almost time to go to heaven and their bodies are tired.”
This seemed to satisfy her.
At one point Snow White came to sit next to me on the couch. In the show I was watching a young man just had a small accident and was in the hospital. He was fully awake but had a little boo boo on his head.
For some unknown reason Snow White asked “Is that a death bed?” I explained that the accident was very small but the hospital wanted to check him out just to be safe.
Later on while watching a show on Life Time (cannot remember the name) a little girl coming out of a coma was laying in a hospital bed. Snow White was suppose to be getting ready for bed but she popped down to snuggle up next to me on the couch. “Is THAT a death bed?”
“Honey, what is with this fixation you have about death beds?”
The puppy dog eyes and super-sad-about-to-let-out-river-of-tears frown came. With her voice quiverying she said “Mommy. I just want to know what it looks like. I don’t want to accidentally sleep in one.”
I hug her and I burst into laughter. Not just a little giggle but a full hearty laugh. “Honey, those are hospital beds. People go to hospitals to get better. A death bed is when someone is very ill and they know they are dying.”
“Why do they call it a death bed? Why do they have to be laying down in a bed?”
“Well, I rarely see old people who know they are about to die out doing jumping jacks and cartwheels. {she laughs thinking about this} “They are too tired for all of that. They are laying down because it is almost time to go to heaven and their bodies are tired.”
This seemed to satisfy her.
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