Perspective


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We saw our doctors early this morning. The message was “stay boring, especially on Saturday because I am on call”. That made us giggle and made us realize how incredibly close we are to making to the goal, August 10th. We did meet with the urologist on Tuesday. He was very reassuring. He said bladders heal incredibly fast so if they need to repair or remove some, it will heal just fine.

Tomorrow we say good bye to one of our favorite doctors. She is a 3rd year resident and heading to the Dominican Republic on a mission with Physicians for Peace. She told us about the trip and what they plan to accomplish. She also told us that she had been collecting receiving blankets because the hospitals there do not have many and often share them between babies. After hearing that and reflecting on how much Baby AJ already has, we decided to contribute to her blanket collection. We gave her 8 blankets to take along on the trip. She was so touched by our generosity, which really struck me–here is this doctor who has planned my surgery, coordinated multiple doctors, arranged for the best care for our baby– and she was hugging us over 8 blankets. We wish her a safe and productive trip! She arranged with another doctor to have pictures of AJ sent to her because she is missing his grand arrival.

Today my husband came back to the hospital a little earlier than usual so we could attend a breast feeding class together. Breast feeding became a little project that I desired to tackle during this pregnancy (my boys were all Similac babies). This is ironic because the reason I wanted to breast feed was because I had read that it helps to shrink down the uterus after birth and now I won’t even have a uterus after this surgery(this makes my husband and I laugh every time we think of it). Breast feeding now serves a larger role in this pregnancy because it will serve to provide nourishment and immunization for AJ being so early and little.

We learned a little in the breast feeding class ( my husband and I have extensively researched breast feeding), but, more importantly we were able to meet another person who is living in this wing of the hospital. She seemed young, this is her first pregnancy. Listening to her story and her situation shed some light on how much worse it could really be and made us feel lucky to only be here for 16 days pre-surgery. The woman we met was brought to the hospital on July 6th and will be here until October at least she hopes, for the sake of her baby. Here I am in my room worrying about how small AJ may be or how long I may be in ICU after surgery, and just next door there is woman who will be here 4 times longer than me just trying to hang on so her baby has a chance to live.

Both the doctor’s trip to the Dominican Republic and my hospital neighbor have made me really think. This is just another reason to always try to smile and have a positive outlook because I never know what other people have going on in their world. Imagine the embarrassment if my husband and I would have walked into that breast feeding class complaining that we have it so bad with what is going on and here sits this woman who has it way worse than we do.