On the evening of June 8th the decision was made to transfer Karly to Children’s Hospital of Oakland for evaluation of her epulis and possible surgery. We had been discussing this possibility for a few days so it wasn’t a surprise but I still totally freaked out because Dave was in Visalia visiting the boys for Garrett’s championship baseball game. They were nice enough to delay the transfer until the next morning so that Dave could get home.
That night I went home earlier than usual from the hospital to pack our bags. We had no idea what would happen when we got there or how long we would be there. I packed each of us a few days clothes and returned to the hospital at 5:30 the next morning to wait.
Dave made it back just about an hour before the helicopter got there.
Dave and I have packed up countless little ones and put them into helicopters to be flown to children’s hospitals. It’s just another day in the ER. But I always have tried to spend a little extra time with the parents making sure they understand what’s happening, know how to find the receiving hospital, and that their questions are answered to the best of my ability. That did nothing to prepare us for the day our baby was getting “packaged up” as we call it.
I can’t describe the feeling of helplessness and worry that came upon Dave and I as we watched her get into the helicopter and fly away without us.
Next stop: CHO…
No comments:
Post a Comment