#6
I almost didn't post this because I thought it might be too upsetting for some people, so I PM'ed it to VulcanVap3r and he gave the thumbs up to go ahead, so -
This is another one of those 'it doesn't seem happy, but it really is' moments -
As I posted before, I work in hospice care.
Last week, I held a woman as she held her dying baby.
The little baby girl was perfect - ten fingers, ten toes, a surprisingly thick head of dark chestnut hair that stuck up in in little spikes all over her head.
But she was born with her umbilical cord wrapped around her neck several times.
As soon as the doctors saw on the monitors that the baby was in trouble they did an emergency c-section, but it was too late. She had been deprived of oxygen for too long.
She had severe brain damage.
Soon after she was born and resuscitated, she started having seizures.
They just wouldn't stop.
She just seized and seized. Her tiny body trembled constantly.
The doctors worked and worked over the course of weeks, but still she seized.
Her mom and dad and three older siblings saw her pain.
They said, 'No more. Let her rest.'
And, so she entered Hospice Care and I met her.
She died at home over this past weekend.
With her mother holding her in her arms and her father stroking her head.
She was two months old.
In the days before she died, her seizures were less. And though the doctors said the brain damage had caused her to be blind and deaf, she would open her eyes and seemed to fix on her parent's faces.
She seemed at peace.
Though her mother and father are heartbroken and grieving, they are at peace, too.
Their baby girl is whole now.
And in no pain.
I am so thankful for the opportunity to care for such a lovely, strong, amazing family.
I am so thankful for being able to bring a measure of comfort to such a beautiful baby girl.
I am so thankful she was able to be with her parents as she died rather than hooked up to machines and wires and needles.
I am so thankful...
Every day is a blessing.
Every day is good.
I almost didn't post this because I thought it might be too upsetting for some people, so I PM'ed it to VulcanVap3r and he gave the thumbs up to go ahead, so -
This is another one of those 'it doesn't seem happy, but it really is' moments -
As I posted before, I work in hospice care.
Last week, I held a woman as she held her dying baby.
The little baby girl was perfect - ten fingers, ten toes, a surprisingly thick head of dark chestnut hair that stuck up in in little spikes all over her head.
But she was born with her umbilical cord wrapped around her neck several times.
As soon as the doctors saw on the monitors that the baby was in trouble they did an emergency c-section, but it was too late. She had been deprived of oxygen for too long.
She had severe brain damage.
Soon after she was born and resuscitated, she started having seizures.
They just wouldn't stop.
She just seized and seized. Her tiny body trembled constantly.
The doctors worked and worked over the course of weeks, but still she seized.
Her mom and dad and three older siblings saw her pain.
They said, 'No more. Let her rest.'
And, so she entered Hospice Care and I met her.
She died at home over this past weekend.
With her mother holding her in her arms and her father stroking her head.
She was two months old.
In the days before she died, her seizures were less. And though the doctors said the brain damage had caused her to be blind and deaf, she would open her eyes and seemed to fix on her parent's faces.
She seemed at peace.
Though her mother and father are heartbroken and grieving, they are at peace, too.
Their baby girl is whole now.
And in no pain.
I am so thankful for the opportunity to care for such a lovely, strong, amazing family.
I am so thankful for being able to bring a measure of comfort to such a beautiful baby girl.
I am so thankful she was able to be with her parents as she died rather than hooked up to machines and wires and needles.
I am so thankful...
Every day is a blessing.
Every day is good.