carey wrote:The staff at the Woman’s and Children’s hospital, absolutely unbelievable the job they do with the amount of staff shortages they have I can not speak highly enough of them.
My daughter had a procedure done yesterday, was meant to be 25-30mins but she was under the knife over 2 hours needless to say I was a mess not knowing what was happening, but the care they took with her was amazing even to the point where the starlight foundation gave a follow up call this morning to see how she was doing! Just on the starlight foundation I was of the understanding they were just for cancer patients, but they were in the waiting room and took time out with every child in the waiting room.
On a side note I don’t care how big and tough any bloke thinks they are, go in to the woman and children’s hospital and try not to break down, absolutely heart breaking the scenes you see in there, I had to walk outside numerous times to gather my self together. Kids simply don’t deserve some of the shit life dishes up it’s a cruel world
The shit we worry about and get angry amount is ridiculous when i see the scenes i seen yesterday.
Firstly, I hope she is ok mate and on the mend. I too hope you and the Mrs are ok, here if you need, anytime.
My daughter, long story short, had 13 days in there in 2013 with osteomylitis, infection in the bone from a secondary infection caused by the chicken pox. She'll have life long complications from it, her left foot/heel is riddle with scar tissue and flares up from time to time. We had surgeons discuss amputating her left leg below the knee if the infection didn't clear, we had 6 theater visits to drain the wound/bone, we had her pumped with gas every other day as they extracted the "wick" that was packed into the open wound, it was traumatic to say the least, for all of us, her especially.
In the open play area on one occasion I sat with a caucasian bloke who was nursing a toddler, around 2 ish I guess, of Indian appearance with his head bandaged. I was sitting there composing myself after a chat about our situation with a surgeon.
I asked him how he was, how the kid was. "Third op for a tumor". "Shit", I replied. "Yep, it is mate. We adopted him and his twin from India 6 months ago and lost the other one about 8 weeks back to a similar tumor. What are you doing in here?", he said. I just cried. "Nothing in comparison mate".
Welling up now, thinking about my girl and wondering what has come of that little tacker.
The staff are unbelievable.
PAFC. Forever.
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