This afternoon we went to San Juan de Dios because they inject the penultimate dose palivizumab to Ada and we have used to greet our angels homes in the NICU. After living nearly 5 months, have become part of our family and we like to visit them regularly. We think it is the least we can do to show our (infinite) and we thank you and encourage them to continue with their work.
Working in a NICU should be harsh, despite the shift and rotation, it is inevitable that the team that serves newborns emotionally involved in their care. The stays are much longer and the suffering of children and parents is known. There is not always a happy ending, and when tragedy occurs, is devastating for everyone. So, I guess that has to be very satisfactory reunited children, Ada, despite having everything against them have been released, and they have gone quite well.
As expected, the flood and have been very much awake, she watched her children all smiles and distributed to everyone that dedicated attention. From the threshold
the door to the room where we waited and despair, I saw an early heat in a cradle located in the same place was Ada, and I considered it unbelievable that she has never been so small (and when he was a third born child of that !!!). I've seen so fragile, so helpless ... Every time I would talk to the NICU with all parents and reassure them, but the suffering is intimate by definition and no question. I know the nurses will take care of them tell the story of Ada and I hope this helps to imagine a bright future for their children during these times of darkness.
I remember those days as a nightmare with brief moments of lucidity. The time was stopped for us, yet we escaped on their hands, and I do not know where they went to stop those months ... When the children were born it was summer and it seemed impossible that the sun came out every day and that people could leave their homes and live life as if nothing. Friends and relatives knocking us but generally we had no desire to talk and we ended up appointing spokespersons. I hope we keep that anyone feels offended by rancor or have not received the attention and appreciation they deserved.
After the visit, we have the picnic in Ada (as always at the wrong time) in the lobby of the hospital and have bought the story and the Centella Blue Bird, that many times we read the wall of the corridor and that explains the NICU with great tenderness and imagination the story of a premature ending coming home. The store in our book of memories, for when our small to grow. Few children have documented his life so! I hope that Ada is not ashamed of his scars and takes so are wounds of war that he won.
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Questo pomeriggio siamo San andati John of God ad Ada affinchè inniettassero the penultimate dose Palivuzumab e abbiamo approfittato salutare to Go to our angels and personality della TIN. Dopo di convivienza a nearly 5 Mesi, sono become part of our family and we like to visit them regularly. We think that is the least we can do to show our (infinite) thanks and we believe that so animate them to continue their work. Working in
TIN must be very hard, despite the shifts and rotations, it is inevitable that staff takes care of babies is emotionally involved in their care. The trips are very long and the suffering of infants and parents is unknown. It is not always a happy ending, and when a tragedy happens, it is devastating for everyone. For this, I imagine to be a satisfaction to meet again with children who, like Ada, even though all have made it down, and I'm leaving quite well.
As was to be expected, have seen very grown up and very alert, she watched all her little smiles and distributed to all who devoted a little attention.
From the threshold of the entrance door to the room where we waited and desperate, I have seen a premature baby in a cradle located in the same place where the heat was Ada, and it seemed incredible that Ada had been so small (and when it was born a third part of that baby !!!). I've seen so fragile, so helpless ... Every time I go back to the NICU I would like to talk to all parents and reassure them, but the pain is by definition intimate and no one asks questions. I know that nurses are responsible to explain to parents the story of Ada and I hope this will help them to imagine a bright future for their children in these times of darkness.
I remember those days as a nightmare with brief moments of lucidity. Time stood still for us, but at the same time the day we ran out of the hands, and I do not know where those months are gone ... When our children were born it was summer and it seemed impossible that the sun came out every day and that people would go away on vacation and live their lives as if nothing had happened. Friends and family called us but, in general, we did not really want to talk and eventually we designate a spokesperson. I hope no one holds a grudge nor feel offended for not having received attention and the thanks he deserved.
At the end of the visit, we have a snack in Ada (as usual not the time for snack) at the hospital and we bought the story, "Centella and the bluebird, which many times we read on the wall TIN of the corridor and explained with great imagination and tenderness of the story was that it was premature to home territories. The store as our book of memories, for when our little one is great. Few children have their lives documented so! I hope that Ada is not ashamed of the scars that door and take them for what they are, the wounds of a war that has won.
Working in a NICU should be harsh, despite the shift and rotation, it is inevitable that the team that serves newborns emotionally involved in their care. The stays are much longer and the suffering of children and parents is known. There is not always a happy ending, and when tragedy occurs, is devastating for everyone. So, I guess that has to be very satisfactory reunited children, Ada, despite having everything against them have been released, and they have gone quite well.
As expected, the flood and have been very much awake, she watched her children all smiles and distributed to everyone that dedicated attention. From the threshold
the door to the room where we waited and despair, I saw an early heat in a cradle located in the same place was Ada, and I considered it unbelievable that she has never been so small (and when he was a third born child of that !!!). I've seen so fragile, so helpless ... Every time I would talk to the NICU with all parents and reassure them, but the suffering is intimate by definition and no question. I know the nurses will take care of them tell the story of Ada and I hope this helps to imagine a bright future for their children during these times of darkness.
I remember those days as a nightmare with brief moments of lucidity. The time was stopped for us, yet we escaped on their hands, and I do not know where they went to stop those months ... When the children were born it was summer and it seemed impossible that the sun came out every day and that people could leave their homes and live life as if nothing. Friends and relatives knocking us but generally we had no desire to talk and we ended up appointing spokespersons. I hope we keep that anyone feels offended by rancor or have not received the attention and appreciation they deserved.
After the visit, we have the picnic in Ada (as always at the wrong time) in the lobby of the hospital and have bought the story and the Centella Blue Bird, that many times we read the wall of the corridor and that explains the NICU with great tenderness and imagination the story of a premature ending coming home. The store in our book of memories, for when our small to grow. Few children have documented his life so! I hope that Ada is not ashamed of his scars and takes so are wounds of war that he won.
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Questo pomeriggio siamo San andati John of God ad Ada affinchè inniettassero the penultimate dose Palivuzumab e abbiamo approfittato salutare to Go to our angels and personality della TIN. Dopo di convivienza a nearly 5 Mesi, sono become part of our family and we like to visit them regularly. We think that is the least we can do to show our (infinite) thanks and we believe that so animate them to continue their work. Working in
TIN must be very hard, despite the shifts and rotations, it is inevitable that staff takes care of babies is emotionally involved in their care. The trips are very long and the suffering of infants and parents is unknown. It is not always a happy ending, and when a tragedy happens, it is devastating for everyone. For this, I imagine to be a satisfaction to meet again with children who, like Ada, even though all have made it down, and I'm leaving quite well.
As was to be expected, have seen very grown up and very alert, she watched all her little smiles and distributed to all who devoted a little attention.
From the threshold of the entrance door to the room where we waited and desperate, I have seen a premature baby in a cradle located in the same place where the heat was Ada, and it seemed incredible that Ada had been so small (and when it was born a third part of that baby !!!). I've seen so fragile, so helpless ... Every time I go back to the NICU I would like to talk to all parents and reassure them, but the pain is by definition intimate and no one asks questions. I know that nurses are responsible to explain to parents the story of Ada and I hope this will help them to imagine a bright future for their children in these times of darkness.
I remember those days as a nightmare with brief moments of lucidity. Time stood still for us, but at the same time the day we ran out of the hands, and I do not know where those months are gone ... When our children were born it was summer and it seemed impossible that the sun came out every day and that people would go away on vacation and live their lives as if nothing had happened. Friends and family called us but, in general, we did not really want to talk and eventually we designate a spokesperson. I hope no one holds a grudge nor feel offended for not having received attention and the thanks he deserved.
At the end of the visit, we have a snack in Ada (as usual not the time for snack) at the hospital and we bought the story, "Centella and the bluebird, which many times we read on the wall TIN of the corridor and explained with great imagination and tenderness of the story was that it was premature to home territories. The store as our book of memories, for when our little one is great. Few children have their lives documented so! I hope that Ada is not ashamed of the scars that door and take them for what they are, the wounds of a war that has won.
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