tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post3129944710527711262..comments2023-03-25T10:44:17.654-04:00Comments on Heart Heal Hope: Where are they now?Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03533706560591305512noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-70048589708178392382010-01-07T16:08:28.910-05:002010-01-07T16:08:28.910-05:00I think I will always remember some of the familie...I think I will always remember some of the families that I met during J's four month stay in hospital. I keep in touch with a couple of the parents I met in the NICU. But I think I was wary of talking to too many of the other parents because I didn't want to be the one to tell them that children sometimes die in intensive care. I didn't really believe that they did. I certainly never believed my daughter would.<br /><br />And your comment above sums it up beautifully Sara. Over those months, I saw happy endings and sad endings and more than a few of those stories that were just left hanging in the air. Neither completely happy or totally sad either.Catherine Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01618295389400457254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-49590476241684089332010-01-06T13:50:36.162-05:002010-01-06T13:50:36.162-05:00I assume some (many) got a happy ending, but I kno...I assume some (many) got a happy ending, but I know more than a few who didn't. And there are many whose story is not done yet, for now things are happy, but they are waiting, waiting to see if another surgery is needed, waiting to see if it will work, waiting for the next little thing that might land them in the hospital. I would rather walk in those shoes than my own, but I don't by any stretch think it is easy. And I suspect I'd grumble sometimes if we had ended up on that road instead of this one.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03533706560591305512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-75713101343127110182010-01-06T13:22:03.360-05:002010-01-06T13:22:03.360-05:00So true. I too wonder about the people I met and s...So true. I too wonder about the people I met and saw at the hospital. Although I am positive they did get a happy ending. It stings.Franchescahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08362049658761399255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-29031779297972267512010-01-06T08:25:59.989-05:002010-01-06T08:25:59.989-05:00Sophie,
I have been in touch with only a few peop...Sophie, <br />I have been in touch with only a few people. One I emailed to tell her because she had always checked in on Henry and we had exchanged email addresses right before she got discharged. One is a dear friend. One, whose 18-year old son had a heart transplant I get mass emails from but rarely write too. And one lost her daughter right before Henry. Oh, and the woman from the NICU step-down unit, who I ran into at the grocery store over a year after Henry died, who didn't know he had died. I stood there looking at her little girl, looking so healthy, and just blurted it out before she could ask me. So I do know about a few people, but there is a group of people I saw a lot, talked to a lot, but will probably never know how their story went. And it is funny how some of them stick in my head.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03533706560591305512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-33166669961878168532010-01-06T07:27:21.793-05:002010-01-06T07:27:21.793-05:00I think about these people I met in the hospital t...I think about these people I met in the hospital too. I had the phone numbers of a couple of them but I could never bring myself to call them and let them know what happened to my little girl. I let them have their happy ending. <br /><br />It's funny who you remember.<br /><br />xxSophiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17663682329663202706noreply@blogger.com