I can't wait to get out of this hellhole. Our last experience here with Lily was wonderful. The room was private and spacious, nurses were great and we felt that our new baby was in the best hands possible. This time around, I'm not so sure.
We have had to fight for even the basic levels of care for our precious baby boy, who happens to be a delicate 6.5 pound little angel. On Friday, the day after delivery, a nurse was supposed to come check on Nathaniel at 2PM and at 3PM she still hadn't come around. I called at 3:10 because I was supposed to also have pain meds at 3PM. Of course, it still took another 20 minutes to hear from someone. And even then, the fact that our 1 day old son was ignored was not even mentioned.
On Saturday, the pediatrician came around in the morning when Nate was feeding. She said she would be back in a while to check on him, but never came back. So he went a whole day, his third day of life, with no one to make sure that he is ok. Then tonight, he was brought to me from the nursery to feed and I had to make numerous phone calls and wait 30 minutes for a nurse to come take him back.
I am highly annoyed right now. I fell in love with my baby boy the moment he was born, and the fact that he is already being treated poorly breaks my heart. But a life lesson is to be learned here. That children are life's most precious blessing, and as a parent, my job is to fight for them to receive what they deserve in this life.
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