I have spent more hours than I care to remember in the emergency room at Westmead Children’s Hospital. With my first child I was there every month it seems. He was three-months-old and caught a cold. He had so much snot in his little nose I was worried he couldn’t breathe! Thankfully they didn’t laugh at me. They patiently cleared his nose, assured me he would be fine and sent me home.
When he was three he caught a gastric bug and they wanted a stool sample. I had to catch it in a jar before it hit the ground (or it would be contaminated) and it took quite a few hours to get it. I was so proud of myself when I did.
The thing about Westmead Children’s Hospital is that it is a community too. Everyone there cares about us. We may have to wait four to six hours if it’s not a big emergency but all us parents bond, our kids play together and the staff keep an eye on us. They are THE BEST and I am thankful I live only twenty minutes away. Away from the emergency room they spend endless committed hours helping children from all over the country. Everyone I speak with who has a child as a patient at Westmead Children’s Hospital uses words like ‘amazing’ and ‘so caring’.
When my sister Marina told me her boss had organized a 24 hour soccer game to raise money for the hospital I was so happy to hear about it and wanted to help promote it.