Ponder: to consider something deeply and thoroughly; meditate Пятница (PYAHT-nee-tsuh): Friday in Russian——————-When a child has a birthday or reaches a milestone, it is common to reflect back on that child’s birth. For us, we can’t reflect on The Boy’s birth without being reminded that his birth was the best and worst day of our lives.18 years ago in July, The Boy had open-heart surgery as a newborn. He was born with Transposition of the Great Arteries. The pulmonary and aorta arteries are reversed and so the oxygenated blood doesn’t circulate properly. It is a heart defect that is fatal without surgical intervention.It truly does take a village to raise a child and we have had an amazing village of doctors and nurses who have treated, cared for and loved our son over these past 18 years.Thank you to the surgeon who performed open-heart surgery when The Boy was 6 days old. An arterial switch; a complicated, delicate surgery that saved his life. We were never able to speak with you because we were told you didn’t talk with parents. But we are incredibly grateful to you and for your knowledge and skill.Thank you to amazing nurses who have loved and cared for The Boy, both in the NICU and in so many doctor’s offices. And most especially, to nurse Carolyn, who saved his life when she noticed that his color wasn’t good. She suspected a heart problem because he was slowly turning blue, but didn’t tell me that when she took him to the nursery for the doctor to check him, because she didn’t want me to worry. He was just 6 hours old. He’d weighed 8 lbs 11 oz and was huge. We had no reasons to suspect any problems. But Carolyn noticed, and acted, and she saved his life.Thank you to pediatricians who cared for The Boy and who allayed parent fears with good humor, counsel and attention.Thank you to pediatric cardiologists who have monitored progress and answered questions and counseled and advised, and who have reassured a worried Mom that her son could hike a 50 miler with his scout troop in the White Clouds.Thank you to specialists and a family doctor who examine, monitor, order tests, explain results and counsel with us as to The Boy’s health.Today The Boy is a tall, strong 18-year-old college freshman who wants to study Psychology. He has no significant medical restrictions. He is healthy. He brings immeasurable joy to our lives. He is here today because of a village of medical professionals. Doctors and nurses who have worked as a cohesive team to monitor, mentor and care for him.I am so very grateful to each and every medical professional who has touched our lives. It really does take a village.This post has been shared at: Beautifully Creative, Lovely Little Link Party, Simple & Sweet Fridays, No Rules Blog Party, Pin Junkie, Share Your Cup Thursday, Coffee and Conversation, Brilliant Blog Posts, Wicked Awesome Wednesday, Inspire Me Wednesday, Wednesday Showcase, Creative Muster,©Holly B. of 2 Kids and Tired Books 2007-2014 All rights reserved. If you’re reading this on a site other than 2 Kids and Tired Books or 2 Kids and Tired Books Feed, be aware that this post has been stolen and is used without permission.
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