Life is just…
June 18th, 2008 by timelady
…a chance to grow a soul.
I have a vested interest in this story about the cost of sick and premature babies.
My youngest child, my small lad, that sweet little zoomy guy, turns five on the 27th. He was a very sick little man when born, a difficult, life saving caesarian, frightening for us both, had to struggle with life and death stuff.
For my sweet lad died at birth. I was pretty ill, so did not realise till after, when they said he was ill but would pull through, just how close I came to not having my tough boy. But tough he is, and with the amazing, magic staff at Flinders NICU, he made it. Two weeks of antibiotics, and one on one care, and he never looked back.
Here is an article discussing the cost of some of the frailer babies we saw in NICU. My close to 6 pound lad looked like a monster baby among them.
Which of them wasn’t worth trying to save?
And again, always, daily thank you to NICU staff, for saving my son, and my sanity. It was two weeks of fear, and huge dramas and I could not have made it without them, or my magic friends.
I enrolled him for school this week. The kindy has said but I already knew, he is very bright, articulate, warm, loving, funny, and clever.
Sick lad has come a long way, baby:)
