The World of Hospitals.
This Family has Never Experienced the World of Hospitals.
It is Quite Fascinating. Such Protocol. Unique Lingo. Different Behaviors.
And the 7:00 Hours. Morning and Evening.
At 7:00 the Entire Complex Begins to Move.
Shifts Change. Teams Morph One into the Next.
Day to Night.
Night to Day. Over and Over and Over.
And Here We are in its Center watching it all Swirl Around.
We are Touched by Teams.
Techs, Nurses, Medical Students, Residents, Attending Physicians, Experts.
A Teaching Hospital. An Impressive, Exceptional Operation.
All there for One Thing.
To Help My Child Get Well.
I Watch the Sun Come Up from this Lovely Suite.
I Notice the Mountains Turn Pink at Sunset from the Same Suite.
The World Swirls Right By. But Doesn’t Step Inside.
Sunny Warm Weather in February. I Guess it Happened.
Super Bowl Sunday. It was Very Quiet Here. But I know that Happened Too.
No Super Bowl Dips. No Chicken Wings.
No Together Being Home.
In all the Craziness, I mentioned that it may be hard to find Magic for these Days.
But the Magic is Here too.
Listening to my daughter tell the nurse that her special place is Home.
Why Home? Because My Mom is There. Magic.
Mr. Doodle assuring Me that We are a Team and We Will Do This.
Magic of a Team.
Hearing Him Tell our daughter that He Loves her.
And My Youngest. Watching Her be Frightened but Strong.
And Giving Me a Sprinkle of Pink Fairy Dust.
For a Little Extra Magic. For Mom to Be OK.
In this Unique World, there is Magic.