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Friday, 28 January 2011

Nobody wants to need a good children’s hospital nearby, but when you have a sick child there isn’t much more comforting in this world than knowing that she is in good hands.

We were spoiled in Buffalo, with an excellent children’s hospital within walking distance—literally, a five-minute walk—of our house. Both of our kids were born with vesicoureteral reflux—not a horrendous condition, so long as we stay on top of it, but both of them seem to have a propensity to breakthrough infection & pyelonephritis, so between the two we’ve had eight emergency department visits and four hospital stays in the last two years. Having a great children’s facility so close to home—even though it meant we had to deal with the Least Personable Pediatric Urologist on Earth (aka “Dr. Douchebag”)—was a blessing.

Here in West Hartford we aren’t quite so close to the children’s hospital—it’s on the other side of Hartford, and because we have to drive through Parkville to get there, it always takes far longer than it should.

Julia had surgery on Wednesday to correct the position of her ureters & hopefully resolve the reflux (and reduce the risk of more kidney infections). If you’ve never seen your two-year-old through surgery, you’ll just have to trust me when I say it is just about the most anxiety-inducing thing I can think of to do. But I have to say that the staff at CCMC—from the nurses who called to pre-register us last week & give me last-minute instructions on Tuesday to the folks in the pre-op room and in recovery to the nurses on the floor who took such great care of Julia, and of course the Most Personable Pediatric Urologist on Earth and the rest of the team in the OR—were just amazing. Everyone worked really hard to make Julia comfortable and to put George & I at ease about the whole thing—no mean feat, since we’re both sometimes a little too neurotic in our own special ways—and…it sounds odd to say, but I almost enjoyed our time there.

I think—once she got over her post-op grogginess—Julia did too.

She cried when it was time to leave.

(I think it’s because we don’t have a car like this one to ride in at our house…)

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  1. Deborah Cypher permalink
    Friday, 28 January 2011 12:12 pm

    What a wonderful piece Meg…glad all went well with Julia and that is was a good experience for you guys under the circumstance…great pic’s too….give Julia a kiss and hug for me…Debi

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