The hospital was pretty dang depressing last week. Its just depressing when you only have two patients- and then one goes brain dead and the other you take off the respirator. The world's deepest grief should be reserved for these parents.
But there is another part of it that is actually relieving; when these little chillins are relieved of their suffering. We pretty much see them in the worst physical state on earth. Sedated, intubated, and everything in the world going wrong with their little bodies. Its enough to make you realize how compassionate taking them off a ventilator truly is.
The moment comes when they take the tube out, and then what you see with your physical eyes is a tiny girl, turned a little blue, chest silent, heart no longer beating. The whole family is crying around a dark hospital bed, and she is gone. But if you close your eyes...
She is in a green field and a cotton dress, barefoot, running toward a man ready to scoop her up in his arms. The ribbons in her hair are streaming in the wind and there is a gigantic smile on her shining face, all creamy and pink-cheeked.
You are the one left standing in the dark hospital room, and she is freed.
"The righteous perish, and no one ponders it in his heart; devout men are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil." - Isaiah 57:1
2 comments:
What a beautiful revelation, Erin. That is so true, and so cool that you are in a place where you can see just what you do...the good side. Thanks for sharing.
That is the sweetest blog. Thank you! I hope you are doing well!
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