If there's one thing that hits you at a hospital, it is this: You never know how long you will live.
Seeing the on-goings in the Children's ICU while Vera was there shows you the fragility of life. A normal baby, the same age as Vera was next to her, was in critical condition, in a coma I believe. He had a fall and fractured his skull. Doctors were losing hope. His family was outside. Devastated.
Sometimes we think we are so strong, so invincible. But the truth is, we are not. In a flash, our lives can change forever. We are actually living on a tightrope. Only when we fall, do we realise the importance of the safety net - family and friends.
Perhaps the question isn't about how long we live, but how much we treasure the minute moments of our lives.
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I know what you mean. When Danielle was there, I witnessed a mummy crying her heart out when the medical team announced her child is dead. All she did was banged her fist on herself and the doctor. Her family and friends were there and everyone was crying. I also witnessed many fighters: children and parents that fought their way through and looking forward for home. I agree totally, family and friends made the difference.
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