Four years ago yesterday, around 11:30 PM, we were advised to take our precious little 3 month old, Ella, to the emergency room at Primary Children's Medical Center. We bundled up our baby and not quite 3 year old Dane and began the drive to the University of Utah medical campus. Ella had been having some bowel complications over the last two months, but it started getting worse the night of Christmas Eve and came to a scary head on January 30th (a Thursday). We were admitted at 6:00 AM and Cam and Dane left Ella and I so they could go get some sleep.
Ella was in the hospital for four days, receiving a colon biopsy on Sunday (that came back negative for Hirschsprung's Disease and she was released on Monday.
The point of this post is not to talk about her issues then, but to praise this wonderful hospital and it's staff.
I was so amazed at the quality of care we both received during this time. She was taken care of so tenderly by her nurses and they were always inquiring into my needs. All the facilities are top of the line. I was not allowed to nurse her for a time, but they had great equipment for pumping and so I could keep the flow going. They also had showers and a chair/bed right next to hers. I didn't leave her side and didn't have to (though I think I went home for two hours at one point, it's all a little sketchy this many years later). These 'comforts' simply allowed me not to worry about anything, but her. Such a blessing! The staff was so gentle with Ella and did everything to make her comfortable and happy. Even when she had to be put under for the biopsy, her surgeon came and spoke to us in ways that we could really feel comfortable about what she would be going through.
Dane came up on New Years Day (his birthday) with Grandma Cindy and my nephew, Kyler, and we were able to have a small party for him in one of the playrooms on Ella's floor.

A short time before this, Dane had to come to Primary Children's for a tear-duct probe. He was also put under. When he woke up, he was not doing well, very upset and disoriented (of course!) and the staff were so patient and helpful and not at all phased by his reaction.


I hope that Bryce never has to see the inside of Primary Children's Medical Center, but if he did, he would see bright colors everywhere, walls lined with artwork by children and smiling faces everywhere. He would receive the utmost competent care possible and his parents would be greatly comforted.

If you ever have the chance to give to this wonderful place, whether through the fountain at the mall,
Pennies by the Inch or by attending the
Festival of Trees, please do. They give wonderful medical care regardless of the patient's family's ability to pay.

These are pictures of us at the Festival of Trees. Dane loved the blown glass tree with lights synchronized to music. Brycie loved the Winnie the Pooh tree. This is Ella by a Tinker-bell/Fairy tree.