We get emails at least once a week from parents who are making the tough choices that we made just after Ellie was born and have been told more than once that families have even gone so far as printing out the whole thing to read during their time in the NICU.
It is really overwhelming for Abby and
Abby has an encyclopedic knowledge of these kids and can tell you right now how much bowel so and so has and what surgery they have had. But even though we know these kids remotely it is very rare that we have gotten the chance to meet these folks that we have emailed or even talked to on the phone.
Today took a weird twist on this. Oddly, it brought in my Mom and a baby with short bowel from Maine.
Thursday I got an email from a grandmother of a baby with short bowel from
Since this was a grandmother, I thought that she might benefit from my Mom’s view on things and sent her my parent’s phone number. Parent to parent is one thing but my mom can tell it from Gramma’s point of view as she sees it without any filters.
Tonight I got a call from my mom.
It turns out that the two grandmothers are exactly the same age and would have graduated from high school together if one had stayed in town longer and the other had come earlier. In the course of my mom doling out advice and opinion about Ellie’s story, it turns out they knew the same people in town and spent an hour and half having a phone reunion that was all started with two short bowel babies.
What is even stranger is that in the course of printing and reading Ellie’s blog, the other grandmother saw the picture of my grandmother holding Ellie last spring: And she recognized her recognized her. 55 some odd years after my grandmother moved away from
It still makes me queasy to think about those first few days. If sharing our girl makes it even a little bit easier to get through those crappy days then I am glad that we have her up there to show folks that short bowel is a lot better than you might imagine. In fact, tubes and all, it is quite a lot of fun.