7 Months in Outer-Space (An Epilogue)

When you think of outer-space, images of adventure are usually the first to rush to the forefront of the mind, but, the truth is, a trip to outer-space would probably be more traumatic than invigorating.  At first, this assessment might seem harsh due to the charming space odysseys we've seen depicted on theater screens. When [...]

The Waiting Game Pt.2

One of the excruciating aspects of our hospital's NICU waiting room is its positioning right across the hall from the Room-In Family Suites.  These hotel rooms are reserved for families who have reached the end of their NICU stay and are 'rooming-in' to care for their prized child the night before discharge.  Once a baby [...]

A Balloon for Bryson

Just about all of us have been conditioned to see balloons as an indicator of festivity, but, on this occasion, I held my balloon in silent reverence while quietly watching the couple in front of me.  Our two families had met under some extremely challenging circumstances.  Our bond was forged in a NICU waiting room.  [...]

Life Is But A Tube

Have you noticed that tubes are nature's primary vehicle for sustaining life?  If you step back from observing the prominence of squares, circles, triangles, and cones, you will notice the overwhelming number of cylinder shapes we depend on daily.  For example, the majority of our oxygen is produced by trees outfitted with tubular trunks and [...]

Tunnels, Lights, and Idioms

There is an idiom that has permeated a great deal of my brain-space lately.  Customarily, the phrase is spoken whenever a person or group has faced a grueling circumstance and is nearing the much awaited point of deliverance.  It is a popular saying--a mainstay for bi-standers (a.k.a. 'outside observers').  The idiomatic phrase is commonly associated [...]

Grip Strength

I caught myself pouting the other day, and I didn't feel guilty about it.  I was overseeing Jesher's care as a nurse attempted to calm him down.  Since being moved from a ventilator to a CPAP [Continuous Positive Air Pressure] machine, Jesher has been noticeably agitated.  And I can't blame him!  The contraption requires him [...]

An Empty Bed

I sauntered over to Jesher's cubicle anticipating the usual scene, but what greeted me upon my arrival was an uncommon and comforting image.  Jesher was resting comfortably upon his mom's chest.  Lhorraine was humming a hymn while holding up a speckled mirror to watch her son's facial expressions.  Here we were--sitting together as a family, [...]