Alcohol Rub
Hope my future children have more bottles of perfume than Sterilium in their cupboards.
Favourite smell?
Alcohol rub and the scent of sterile hospital wings.
(Emphasis on sterile)
Maybe because of what comfort meant as a kid.
How does one get time with their parents when they practically live in the hospital?
Something I learnt as a 4-year-old was to just go live in the hospital with them xD
I camped in an empty OT to study, when Amma was on call the other day.
And it left me feeling like a kid perched on a rocky stool beside my dad in his clinic.
Brought back memories of another time -
Of afternoon naps in changing rooms, and running up long windy ramps, a playground with wheelchairs.
Is it surprising that I have 2 bottles of (gifted) perfume as opposed to 3 bottles of Sterilium in my cupboard?
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