“On the outside, Abigail like any other baby. You wouldn’t know she’s been so critically unwell.”
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“On the outside, Abigail like any other baby. You wouldn’t know she’s been so critically unwell.”
“To every single healthcare worker, thank you a million times. Because of you, we got to celebrate the life of our incredible little Elias today. You will never understand what you mean to our family.”
“I was a complete stranger to her, but she didn’t care. She hugged me tight. ‘Go back to nursing school, finish your degree, and make your kid’s proud. They need you.’ I put my head in my hands and cried for the first time in 9 months.”
“When I saw Weston’s hand and put my finger in his tiny palm, I knew I was the perfect fit to be his mom.”
“The tech said, ‘Baby A-girl, baby B-girl, baby C-girl, baby D-girl, and baby E-girl.’ Later, we found out our girls were only the 2nd set of all-girl quintuplets in the US.”
“A patient mentioned she could not wait to get home because she missed walking at sunrise with her best friend. When Sarah’s shift ended, she clocked out, got two coffees, and sat with the patient, watching the sunrise. She did not ever do these extra things out of pity. It’s just the type of person she was.”
“‘Metastasized? Doesn’t that mean…’ Yes, it does. It had already spread. How did this happen? What stage was it? Was he going to be okay? They could not give me any answers.”
“The baby was pulling my cervix along with him, and it was acting like a rubber band around his head. I could hear the concern in my birth team’s voices and I knew he needed to get out ASAP.”
“The doctors suggested if I was to ever wake up, I would NEVER walk or talk again and would be in a vegetative state for the rest of my life. But my parents had hope.”
“I borrowed a Sharpie from the nice lady at the counter and wrote inside a donut box. Curious, she asked what I was up to. ‘I’m trying to covertly communicate with the nurses on my dad’s hospital floor.’ Then I detailed all the ways I’d be willing to sneak in if they’d let me, including wearing a disguise, hiding in a laundry cart, or lying very still on a gurney covered in a sheet.”