Premature baby girl in the NICU who was barely 1.4 kg.She’d been through everything - IVs, O2, feeding tubes, infections.Tiny. Fragile. But fighting.
I wasn’t even her main doctor. Just posted there for 5 days.
Used to check her vitals, write notes, adjust her blankets.Tried not to get attached.But one day, while I was fixing her nasal prongs,she gripped my little finger with her whole hand.
And didn’t let go.It wasn’t dramatic. No music played.Just me, a latex glove, and the smallest hand I’ve ever seen holding on like I mattered.She was discharged two weeks later.Her mother said, “You people are gods.”I smiled.But I didn’t feel like a god.I just felt lucky to have held that little hand before she outgrew it.
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