The Hospital Tour

Yesterday after work Hubby and I were signed up to tour the hospital. I didn’t think it was 100% necessary since we are familiar with the hospital but what the heck – I signed us up anyways. I have to say that it ended up being a very difficult hour long tour. I was not mentally prepared for it at all. As the nurse stared the tour I was thinking “gosh she looks familiar”. Hubby leans over and says that he thought it was one of my night nurses from when Gavin was born. She takes us into the Maternity ward and then into one of the labor rooms. I hesitated in the hallway with tears in my eyes because it brought back so many emotions and memories. It was not the same exact room I was in (it was right across the hall). I actually didn’t know what room I was in but hubby did. It was surreal being back in that familiar room. The nurse then showed us the NICU and area for patients on in hospital bed rest. Then the tour went to the fourth floor rooms where the C-sections patients head to for recovery. The room we visited was the exact room that hubby’s mom spent a month in before she passed. It was hard for me to be in there so I can only imagine how hard it was on him. The tour group then piles in the elevator and the nurse looks at us and says that she knows us. So I had to tell her with everyone around that we were here last summer with a preterm loss at 19 weeks and that she was one of our nurses…I am shocked I made it out of there without actually shedding a tear. My eyes welled up a few times but no tears fell.


This hospital has always taken good care of us and our family members so I would like to deliver Squatter there so we can have one happy memory at the hospital. I know hospitals are not known for their happy memories so maybe just a visit without bad news would do.