A CHANCE MEETING
Posted on March 10 2015
I really don’t like being sick. Does anyone really? But this is a really lovely story that had me in total tears.
On Saturday morning it was a real struggle to get up, my head was throbbing, the sweat was pouring off me and I just felt pretty dam average. You know the one when everything is a major effort? I made an appointment at the local doctors and managed to convince Mac to put on his clothes really quickly, I put on my sunnies and off we went.
Yes, it’s a viral infection – just great I thought. At the chemist down the road, a lovely lady served me commented on Mac’s Skull Harem pants so I gave her a business card. I told her that I started Five Little Faces after Mac was born prematurely at 29 weeks. She said that her daughter was born at 25 weeks. We chatted about how hard it was and then she mentioned that her daughter was born at the Mercy Hospital in Heidelberg and spent over 7 months in NICU (neonatal intensive care unit).
When Mac was born, he was 1.7kg which isn’t a bad weight for a premmie. He was in bed 2 for a number of weeks. In bed 1 was this most beautiful little baby girl. She was sooooo tiny and weighed 450grams (about the weight of a can of tomatoes). Mac was 3 times heavier and as you can see in this photo, still quite small.
We used to enquire how she was progressing after Mac was moved to lower dependency sections in NICU and on his way to Fat Farm (where the premmies are getting ready to come home).
This little girl over the years had stayed in our families thoughts. Was she ok? What happened to her?
I finally got my answer. That little 450gram baby’s mother was the same lady serving me at the chemist. HOLY GUACAMOLE!!! We both had tears rolling down our faces.
You never know who you run into, but I am sure glad we met. Her little fighter is going to be 6 this week – HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAUTIFUL GIRL!!