This really applies to any family member of a special child...I thought these were cute and hit close to home, so I am sharing them...ENJOY!

-The transplant office, head nurse, surgeon, emergency pager, and pharmacy are all in your speed dial.

-You know the cafeteria lady in the hospital by her first name.

-You still get butterflies when they call with lab results.

-After 2 stiff necks, you finally start bringing your own pillow to the hospital.

-Your car can make it to the hospital, clinic or lab on auto pilot.

-You think the creator of the portable DVD player should be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.

-You have so many hospital bracelets you sware you could link them together and wrap them around that giant Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center.

-You've woken up at least once in a cold sweat thinking; "crap, did I forget to give any medicines today?'

-You've never been so obsessed and or concerned with how poop looks in your entire life.

-You wish you would've bought stock Pfizer, the makers of Purell. Because as much money as you've spent on the stuff, it would be nice to make a couple of bucks back.

-You don't know whether to laugh or cry when you see the bills start to roll in... (thank goodness for health insurance!!)

-When you talk about "train tracks" or "road maps" you are not referring to toys or means of navigation, rather the lovely scar on your child's belly.

-You feel fairly confident that you could complete nursing or possibly even medical school with all the knowledge you've obtained.

-You get sooooo tired of answering the same questions over and over.

-You've never been so happy to have cable as when you're sitting in the hospital.

-Your child could sleep through any IV machine and or monitor going off.

-The sounds of all the machines, especially the IV will be engrained in your mind forever.

-You have at least 2 boxes of latex gloves sitting around.

-Your hands are always dry and possibly peeling from all the handwashing.

-You want to curse the makers of Tagaderm, because no matter what you do, that stuff just lingers.

-You have more dosing syringes than you'll ever know what to do with.

-The admissions people at the hospital recognize you.

-You cringe, pick your child up and run in the other direction when a snotty nosed kid comes near your son/daughter. (sorry to all the sick kids out there!!)