Pink plaster and the most wonderful people

THE child decided to fall off her bike and break her arm last week.
Nanjing Night Net

After the poor possum had a week of ‘the virus going around Cleve at the moment’ I was cheering when she gaily stepped out of the house to travel with the Second Street Gang (other small people who live near by) on her trusty metal steed to ride to school.

I forgot to factor in she has similar tendencies as myself when it comes to balance and weight distribution, her bag overloaded her and before she had pushed one pedal she was ‘splatso’ in the back yard.

Being a standard mum, I immediately encouraged her to get back on the bike, but after she emitted another high pitched scream I realised it was possible there was serious damage.

An appointment was made with the doctor and we tromped in, ice pack, Lamby and Stripey the Rug in tow, after an assessment we trudged up the hill for an X-ray.

I promise there is a point to this story and it starts now.We have wonderful medical professionals in our districts.

I was slightly dishevelled, ahem, actually, I was rather frantic. Monday is my deadline day to finish off stories and get the paper ready to be assessed by my editor and I was worried about The Child.

But, walking through the doors of the hospital bought a sense of peace to me. I have been here over the years for many things, from unidentified substances in a full nappy (turns out it was an red napkin, quickly eaten by a crawling baby, not blood) to a broken ankle on an over zealous netballer… yes it did hurt and finally to my dear old dad spending his final days there.

To see the nurses step out, people you know are capable, kind and amazingly talented, brings relief to me every time I have lunged, ran or staggered up the steps of the hospital.

However, to The Child, hospital is equal to all veggies, cod liver oil and is not a good place.

Her attitude changed when upon her full plaster going on, the beautiful nursing staff had ordered in a ‘pink one’ for her.

She thought she was going to have ‘boring white’ and was very sad about it all. The staff who organised this have taken a child’s fear and changed it into a positive experience.So thank you to all you wonderful medical people in our community.

I am sure I will see you again in a professional capacity.

Trudi Herde-Rodda, journalist

Eyre Peninsula Tribune journalist Trudi Herde-Rodda

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