87. Poor Little Kid
I’m a pediatric nurse. I used to work in a children’s hospital in the ER. My worst experience happened when a 2-year-old child was brought in after being found alone in an apartment with his mother’s dead body.
She had overdosed and was found in the bathtub full of water. The child was brought in dehydrated, soaking wet and filthy. The neighbours had called police becuase the child had been crying off and on for 4-5 days. It was determined the mother had died about 5 days before he was found.
The apartment was littered with open, used needles and other drug equipment. I’ll never forget his face. His little hands and feet were white and ice cold. His sleeper was brown with filth and he smelled so horrible that I had to put on double face masks and spray the mask with room deodorizer to avoid vomiting.
Luckily, the little guy was okay and recovered well with hydration and nutrition. I’ve thought of him often over the years since then.