As a heart kid, it’s a near certainty that at some point you’re going to crash. The halls are lined with crash carts in the CICU for that very reason. While there were many times my daughter danced on the edge of that dangerous territory, there was only one time she truly crashed. I happened … Continue reading Crashing
It was a Thursday. My daughter was in the NICU and had been since her birth a week prior. At one point she was on room air, but now she was intubated and had a feeding tube placed. A massive nitrogen tank had been wheeled over to her tiny bed and was hooked up to … Continue reading The First Time
I’ve mentioned before that doctors have given me bizarre advice when pregnant; however, nothing prepared me for the diet I was instructed to go on when I was 34 weeks pregnant with my daughter. To be absolutely clear, this is NOT a diet most people or even most pregnant women should be on! It is … Continue reading Eating Poorly to Help My Baby
“We can’t guarantee lungs” is the line that played over in my head the morning of my c-section. When I had first heard it I thought it was such peculiar phrasing. As if someone was giving a slightly sketchy sales pitch of a get-rich-quick-scheme saying that they don’t guarantee a certain income level. But what … Continue reading C Day
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