A famous guy came to see me today at lunchtime. He was a hockey player and he is Canadian. I am too. Mom said his name was Brendan Gallagher. He had heard about my leprechaun trap, so I showed him a picture because the real thing got accidentally ripped the other day when I pulled out my presents so hard. We spent most of the time talking about my last soccer game and the goal I scored. I showed him my Timbits medal, and he liked it. I asked him if they get medals in hockey. He says sometimes they do. It’s too bad he can’t play soccer.
Mom showed me how to blow up rubber gloves yesterday and make hand balloons. We pretended to pick our noses and arm wrestle them. I laughed so hard I almost fell off my walker. She says we have to be sneaky, so we don’t get in trouble, but sometimes we’re allowed to do sneaky stuff if we’ve been in the hospital for a really long time.
I have to go to the doctor at the other hospital tomorrow. I don’t get to go outside, but I do get to use a secret passage. My mom says it’s just an ear doctor like home, so I shouldn’t worry. I thought it was a surgery doctor. I’m scared of surgeries.
