An Extra Thought

I was going to include this in the blog last night but I found out Allison's fever was 102.3 and couldnt focus on this thought.
When we were in the ICU last weekend, i noticed the neurosurgery resident spending a great deal of time in bed 2. My first thought, thank god the resident wasnt spending this much time with Allison. One of the ways i relieve my anxiety is walking. I walked by bed two multiple times on Sunday. An infant, maybe two or three months, was in the bed. I hid behind cover and watched the resident scroll through the CT. She or he had a posterior cranial defect with obvious intracranial damage. Trauma was the cause, from child abuse or whatever i dont and didnt care to know. I became good friends with the ICU fellow, an outstanding doctor. We talked, in general, about pediatric care about the great and sad things they deal with daily.
The conversation drifted to the 2 to 3 month old infant.
Bad enough to see the CT and likely neuro complications but what struck me mostly was the absolute lack of any visitors or family. Nobody for 72 hours.
I cant get that little kid out of my mind. I sure hope she/he recovers but just as importantly finds people, such as we have, to help as their recovery starts.

Another thought and if anyone at PSL or any other hospital is reading this, listen. Hire people who smile. There is nothing like a random person smiling at you just BECAUSE. It gives me this immense satisfaction, if only fleeting, that everything will be ok. I am absolutely in love with the housekeeper, angie, who has the smile, and the soul behind that smile, to make me feel better.
I had a dream last night that Allison said "What are you doing"..............
Brian