and all day to do it in.
Maybe not many matter could break my heart these days, but surely this one did.
Last night I heard the news that one of my staff had delivered her first baby, and this morning I rush to the hospital. Beside of she had to had caesarian procedure cause the baby is not in the right position to be born naturally, and had to be in the ICU for more than 40 hours cause her condition was so weak, the baby, a girl, was only 1,7 kilos.
How would this thing not break my heart?
I tried to be brave before entering the room 17 where she's been treated, only to realized that room 17 is named because there were 17 beds there, with 17 women in various age just giving birth, and 17 small baskets in the end of each bed, to hold their baby.
The room is in a mess.
There were six medical student that trying to help, three supervisors around the table in the middle that check everyone status, some of the moms are sitting down unpatiently, some of them are lying helpless and look so painful in the face like my staff is. And to top the situation, two babies start crying.
Oh, my heart,....my heart......damn.
I do brave thing though. I stay for an hour to pump up her spirit, tell her that her baby -even though has to be left out in the hospital for another 2 months until she gain a proper weight-will be just fine; talk to her mom to calm her cause she was so panic about the bill and told her not to worry I will help. An hour in that room when my heart scream to run out in the first five minutes. The result, my head got dizzy and spinning when walking out there.
How could I not be grateful with what I experienced when I gave birth, no matter what happened on those days, when I see what I saw today?
To all moms out there...
we are really something.
If you are not familiar with this word yet, I have to tell you that SCRAP-MARATHON is NOT related to the 'running' term what so ever, but only to the scrapping activity, much of laughter, bunch of goodies, too much fun and of course nonstop food (cause we have 2 pregnant ladies in the team and 1 lady who still give breast-feeding..and of course the baby and all the stuff and staf are coming too....:-)). The marathon term is used for the time issue here, from 5 - 8 June(yes, that is 4 days) from 09.00 am - 09.00 pm! NONSTOP! Phew..
So, here we were...the 8 ladies in the team...cooked up some juicy new technique, tips and tricks...make interesting and fresh display for you to enjoy...and despite all the juggling problems at home and at work(sick kid, sick mother in law,some invitation, kid's test on Monday, report cards for 16 students that need to be fulfilled soon...oh,boy) we survive this SCRAP-MARATHON !
Here are the short story of what happened:
I had a beautiful beautiful dream last night....and for as long as I remember, I haven't got one in quite some time. So, it tasted double.
Beautifully had it.
Beautifully remembering it.
And now, I just smiling all day.
What a beautiful power a dream can have...