At the beginning of November I was looking forward to a quiet holiday season. We don't really celebrate the holidays so I get a feeling of satisfaction at the lack of rush and fuss and craziness related to that time of year. Well...best laid plans and all.
Before Thanksgiving, life got thrown into chaos with entry into the world of suicide protection and detention. It was kinda like having a loved one sent to jail when they hadn't committed a crime. Yes, it's important to deal with what brought them down so low, but in this case the psychobabble was not going to work and it all became a frustrated incarceration. That was a long two months. We are getting better.
Just before Christmas, life got thrown deeper into chaos with entry into the world of premature birth and NICU life. As far along as we are in medical knowledge, it's difficult to understand incompetence. I'm not talking about the occasional "oops" but how in the world an OB can NOT see a major birth defect and how a neonatal department can NOT know how to take care of a TEF baby and how a nurse can misread/cancel security measures/administer/overdose a newborn in a NICU! But with all the craziness that goes with neonatal health issues I have to give thanks for the hundreds of people who helped and the Ronald McDonald House that made the horror survivable.
February is here and the ship is drifting toward an even keel. All the children are home and my new grandson is getting better every day. I'm now thinking that there must be an old Chinese saying "may you have a quiet holiday season".
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