It's really hard to stay where one day starts and the last leaves off when you start at 3 AM and go through to 8 AM without really stopping. I discovered that I can (but shouldn't) sleep with my head on the siderail of a hospital bed holding a little girl's hand. I discovered that even under the influence of narcotics and residual anaesthesia, Babygirl has quite a good grip. I discovered, humbly, just how tough my kid is.
I learned that it is incredibly frightening hearing someone page "CODE BLUE" for the room next to your child's. I learned that if your kid is hungry enough, chicken broth counts as a meal, and a popsicle, dessert. For three meals in a row.
I learned that the doctors here are the smartest. The nurses, the sharpest. The staff, the most caring - and I work in an institution known well for it's culture of caring. I learned that when there is no choice left, trusting God is really not that hard to do.
I learned that the prayers, love and support of family and friends is beyond all price, and that help comes from unexpected places.
Thank you all for all you've done.
DeeDee
What a tough little girl AND mommy!! Still in our intentions!~Taylor & family
ReplyDeleteYour daughter and all who love her are in my thoughts and prayers! I hope she's already feeling better.
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