Gratitude

The last few days, I have been thinking about how grateful I am to know the people that I know.  How different would my experience in maternity ER have been if I didn’t know the doctor on staff that day?  Instead of talking about all things serious, we talked about our neighborhood (she lives close by), we talked about our kids who take the same gym classes, we talked about qualifying for Boston and running in general.  In other words, it was relaxing to chat with her.  At the very least, it was distracting. 

I found big source of relief from texting with another friend while I was waiting in triage – a naturalist friend who happens to be the guy that introduced me to running club.  When the doctors told us we might be transferred to another hospital better equipped to deal with early preemies, I immediately thought of his wife, a pediatric doctor.  I wasn’t sure which hospital she worked at, so I asked him and explained our situation.  He replied with all kinds of helpful and encouraging information and gave me his wife’s contact information.  She was more than willing to answer our medical questions and even offered to watch Daughter that day, since she wasn’t at work.   Their generosity and support was comforting and raised my spirits.

Another nice surprise was a high school friend who works at the hospital.  She came to chat with me during her downtime after noticing I was on the patient list.  I hadn’t seen her since I was in the hospital in labor with Daughter three years ago, but she was easy to talk to.  We talked about our kids a lot and a little about Kenosha.  It was really nice. 

Since my last post, I have been overwhelmed with the kindness of the people in my world.  We have gotten numerous offers to babysit Daughter.  Neighbors reminded us that they are around waiting for us to call on them, willing to do whatever needs doing.  A gal from running club offered to come and clean my house.  Friends offered to bring us meals.  Beyond all the physical help, I have had all kinds of moral support.  Phone calls, emails, text messages, and visits.    The reassurance and companionship has been just what I needed. 

I got a chance to chat with my good friend Laura yesterday.  Laura used to live here in Minnesota, but moved back to upstate New York five years ago.  She’s one of those people I don’t talk to very often, but when we do get back in touch, it’s as if no time has passed.  We were on the phone for about two hours.  By the time we hung up, I felt invigorated.  She has a way of pointing out all the good in my life in a way that I never would have considered.  She’s a treasure. 

I want to say thanks to all of you for the love, support, and most of all, friendship.  I’m so very appreciative of circles of friends that I’ve made over the years.  I’m feeling incredibly lucky tonight.