It’s 10 years ago that we entered our new normal. This photo was taken when the ambulance came to transfer Aidan to a larger hospital. It was definitely one of the scariest phases of my life, with lots of tears and anxiety. However, with some distance, I know I have much to be grateful for.
- I’m thankful for the nurse who thought to leave me with a photo of my son to hold until I could hold him again.
- I’m amazed that a woman I worked with just happened to be doing her NICU rotation at the very hospital where Aidan was taken.
- I’m thankful that my sister drove 3 hours in the middle of the night to be in my hospital room when I woke up to realize the full extent of our circumstances.
- I’m thankful that our doctors knew how to collaborate. I vividly remember the day we planned to ask to be transferred for a second opinion, even though the cost would be exorbitant. At that very moment, the doctor decided a second opinion was in our best interest, allowing the cost to be covered by insurance.
- I’m thankful that I was able to weed through medical information and stay in control of disseminating it.
- I’m super grateful that Liam had family and friends to stay with and no anxiety at being separated from us.
- I’m especially grateful that Garreth and I remained on the same team every step of the way.
And I’m most grateful that Aidan, tubes and all, had the biggest kissy cheeks ever to bring me joy in the middle of my pain.