Saturday, January 17, 2009

Special Appointment

Thursday was a special occasion for our family. Crosby was finally able to meet the man that helped bring him into this world...Dr. B! Not to confuse anyone. Dr. B was there to deliver our little guy. But Crosby was quickly whisked away by the NICU team and Dr. B did not get the chance to really hold him.

I cannot tell you how sweet it was to see our baby in his arms. We have been through so much together that it was almost as if Crosby was meeting a part of the family. Dr. B held him, loved him and kissed his tiny head with such open affection and compassion. Most people don't return to their OB until 6 weeks after delivery. I am sure Dr. B came up with some legitimate way to code the visit, medically speaking that is. Like, "She needs a check up because she is on Lovenox and at an increased risk for clotting." While that is true, I am fairly confident my appointment was more about getting his hands on our son. Another "melt my heart" moment...

He commented how good it felt to see my name on his schedule for a regular, postpartum visit. No sorrow. No tears. No sadness. Just joy. Complete and utter joy.

As we were checking out, we ran into another special person. Shawn (I can put her name on here because she has commented before... :) ) was Dr. B's temporary nurse. I was fortunate to have her for the first 27 weeks of my pregnancy. She was responsible for giving my weekly progesterone injection. She was out of the office from 28 weeks on. I was thrilled to see her walk through the door once again! She was eager to get her hands on Crosby as well.

K was the medical assistant who walked me back on a weekly/biweekly basis. After she took my blood pressure and weight, she would call Shawn to let her know I was ready for my shot. We had quite the system. I loved seeing K's smiling face every week! It might have been a little bigger when she saw us come in with Crosby in tow!

Finally there is Nurse M. She took over as Dr. B's permanent nurse. She gave my injections the later portion of my pregnancy. She was excited to meet the new addition as well.

It might seem I am a little over the top for Dr. B and his office. Maybe so. But these people mean the world to me. They were dedicated to getting Crosby here safe and sound. I could call with any question, at any time. No concern was taken lightly. If I needed encouragement, they were there to give it. I cannot imagine having walked this path with another medical team. I love my doctor and his staff and thank God for their presence in our lives. What a blessing they have been to us. There are not enough words to express our gratitude to them. But, for what it is worth, we are forever grateful...

3 comments:

Juli Beck said...

That is so sweet--becoming so attached to your doctor is an easy thing...they are like family!!! How fun to get out for a visit....Juli B.

Anonymous said...

Thank God for wonderful caregivers! You are right, they do certainly become like family. I happened onto a TV program last night while trying to fall asleep and who should appear but the burn doc who treated John for so many months at Vanderbilt. I sat up in bed and admittedly got very teraty eyed watching him perform just as he had for our family 5 years ago. These medical professionals who go above and beyond should be held with the highest esteem...what a gift in such stressful/joyful/scary/precious times! I am so happy that yours were able to see the product of their love for him!!! xoxoxo~ jill

Jennifer said...

I can see the love. Dr. B and the whole team, I'm sure, are rejoicing with you. They are thrilled to see and hold Crosby and to see and share your joy. . .