3.16.11 Adam News & Info
Mar 16, 2011 17:42:33 GMT -5
Post by justgill on Mar 16, 2011 17:42:33 GMT -5
Well, when I prepare to post, I re-read and check, sometimes restate or reorganize, and fianlly press the key. And away it goes, the message, to you. I kinda behave like the perfectionist we all know - - - Adam.
It goes to you - - - all these 'anonymous' friends from around the world - South Africa, Greece, Finland, Australia, New Zealand, Canada.
A couple of nights ago, I was home by myself - having left a baby who couldn't breathe - comforted only by the knowledge that my little granddaughter was receiving the best of care in the NICU - and I needed to get back to 'real life' (what the hell is that?) and go to work - in, of all places, a hospital. I reached out to the universe for something to hold on to. I went to the place, to the people who pour their thoughtful knowledge out every day. I went to you.
I've been afraid to go back and read my posts until this afternoon; because I knew I had put it out there. Did I embarrass myself? I was broken open.
I want to tell you, thank you, I embrace you. Penelope is improving. Requiring less O2 support; becoming more vigorous; getting mad when she's poked!
Your messages of love; your real-life experiences in the NICU; your 'virtual candles' warmed my hollow heart - carried me through a very lonely night. I've never been more afraid. I came to you with nothing; and you, adamtopians, flooded me with hope.
She keeps progressing! This baby has an attitude! The beautiful little girl who 'debuted' exactly one year after Adam 'debuted' as a solo artist at Fantasy Springs will be home some day - soon. We are emerging from the forest.
You have brought me love. I am not alone. Neither are you. This really is a special place. Delight, craziness, sexiness, practicality, amazing insights, trips to Wal Mart - - they all happen here. I couldn't love you more!
We talk about how Adam shows up just when we need him. As I backed out of the driveway, days ago, on my way for the 100+ mile drive to the hospital - Adam's voice was on the radio. It's happened, amazingly, over and over - the one time he's played on the radio in a day - it happens when I need it most.
And, this other thing. Here I am, in medicine - an 'old' RN - helping manage a big hospital - - yet I was clueless when it came to the diagnosis and care required for Penelope. So, I did what we all do. I 'googled' her condition. Went to 'PubMed' - a reliable source of information. And I read the article, scrolling down. At the end - - - I kid you not! - - was the moniker A.D.A.M.
As we sit at our computers; between tasks; loads of wash; dinner on the stove; returning emails; business or networking - I am pausing for a moment, before I press that 'send reply' button - - to tell you, stranger, that you're beautiful; you helped me through the night.
momtomany
momtomany - I've not been able to keep up this last week. Just enough to read your first post about Penelope and feel choked up. I was called away before I could answer and have been wondering ever since how things were.
I'm just so happy for you that things are much more joyful now.
Please accept my most bestest good wishes for you, your Penelope and all of your family for ongoing happiness
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