D and I have encountered quite the spectrum of doctors and nurses throughout this process. L had great care and we are happy with our experience, but we can't help but notice the "cornucopia" (as D said) of people who crossed our path.
The doctor who performed L's surgery was very professional, clean cut, very factual and as friendly as most people would be at 12:45 at night. When he dropped into check on L the morning after the surgery he looked more rested and was a bit more friendly, but he was the white dress shirt, tie and white coat kind of doctor who had a team of nurses/doctors following him down the hallways. I looked this doctor up online yesterday and, from what I can tell, he's a very successful, accomplished doctor. Glad he treated my kid!
The doctor we saw today was a little more "colorful." He was less formal in "presentation" and a little less polished in appearance. He was wearing camouflage Crocs , blue scrubs and a red
bandana/cap and about five o'clock....no wait...a ten o'clock shadow if there is such a thing. But, despite his outward appearance he was very approachable, he answered all our questions and he knew our case very well.
D and I agreed that the nurse who got us settled in to L's room when we entered the ped's floor pretty much knew everything about everything. It was very evident that the other nurses on the floor did the best they could to tolerate this girl. I will say, she took good care of L and got us everything we needed, but at times it seemed as though she thought she knew more about my kid than I did...
Then there was the OVERLY chipper, bubbly nurse. I still laugh at the thought of her fluttering..err...bouncing into our room. She talked to us about a couple things, answered a couple questions, then twirled out of the room never to be seen again. That's when D and I looked at each other like, "Seriously?? Did you just see that? Did that just happen?" Then we both busted out laughing. She may not know it, but she was the comic relief we needed.
Then there was the smoky nurse....need I say more? No, she was nice. She might have been my favorite because she was even-keeled, friendly and empathetic. She mentioned that she has a ten month old, so she was able to relate to L and D and I. I appreciated that about her.
And last, but not least was Chatty Patty. (I don't think her name was really Patty.) Wow, did her voice carry at one o clock in the morning of the deserted wing of the hospital! (Deserted because all the furniture was moved to the new building set to open soon.) She did a wonderful job of keeping us updated on L while he was in surgery. She kept us calm with humorous stories about her kids and grandkids. She really could take "her show on the road" some day if she gets tired of the nursing gig.
With all that said, I believe it takes a special person to be a nurse/doctor especially in the Pediatric wing. We appreciate the people who cared for L and are grateful to have that kind of hospital so close to our home.
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