Yesterday a baby died.
I was walking from the parents room back to Wyatt's room when the code alarm went off. When that happens, every available person is supposed to go over to the room with the patient in need. I passed a room that had about 20 people standing outside to help and I said a little prayer in my heart for that baby.
I learned a little later that the baby had part of his intenstines fail and the dr.'s did everything that they could to try and save the babies life.
When we were leaving the hospital later that night, Jared and I passed two men walking down the hallway, it looked to be a dad with his dad. The younger of the two looked sadder than I have ever seen anyone look in my life and as I passed them, I could feel it. I could literally feel the sadness coming off of him. There really aren't words that can explain it, but it absolutely broke my heart. And it brought me crashing back to Earth. We've been on a stand still waiting on the results from this biopsy and because Wyatt has been stable for a few days again I've started to feel a little more comfortable thinking that everything will be okay... but everything could change in a matter of seconds. I know it's okay to be hopeful, but I need to remember to keep an open mind about all the possibilities and to thank God for each and every day I get to spend with my little man.
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