For a week now, she has struggled to breath. Her lung is full of muck, so much that it has leaked out and is filling her pleural space with a cheesy crust. We’ve put a chest drain in – the underwater seal nearly as big as she is and it hasn’t really helped – she needs surgery.
So we take her in, and perform a ‘mini’ thoracotomy a massive operation for anyone, let alone our spunky little kid. I stayed with her till daddy came. The next day, she was still quiet and subdued, but the day after, she was all smiles giggling and playing with her many balloons and stuffed toys without a hint of the sickness and hurt of only a couple of days ago.

Sometimes my job is pretty awesome.

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