Last Saturday evening, this was my view as I left Primary's Children's Hospital. The lights of the city and on the hillside where the "U" was lit were beautiful in the cold winter's evening. The photos don't do it justice other than remind me of the moments and my thoughts and feelings at the time.
Being at Primary's is a mixed bag--you don't ever want to have someone you love here, but if they need it, you are so grateful that they can be here! This time, sweet little Carter was sick and needed an overnight stay to give her lungs some support. She is doing well now and came home on Sunday on O2 (which isn't fun when you have three other little ones running or rolling around, but they are making it work.)
So standing on the top floor of the parking garage and appreciating the lights, I thought about our stays at this hospital--Tosha had two surgeries here. Jena has had dental work, her tonsils removed, and two different jaw surgeries, plus a 10 day stay over Christmas one year with two types of pneumonia and then the flu. And that doesn't include the specialists that Tosha and Jena have seen over the years here. And the countless of our friends and their children and their children's children have benefited from the skills of the staff! We are so lucky for all who built Primary's and made it into the amazing place that it is.
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| Carter with her O2 |
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