A Good Day for a Peds RD
In my job, a good day is one that is not too rushed and stressful and one where something either heartwarming or fun happens. When things get too busy, as they have been lately, I tend to forget to look at the small stuff: the baby who goes home to a happy family, parents reassured about the growth of their child, a once-petrified pregnant woman whose birth experience was wonderful.
Today, little Makenna who I have been following for 6 months for poor weight gain related to her heart disease (doing great now, thank you very much!) played ball with me with a plastic orange food model. She waved goodbye to me when she left and through her soother tried to say "thank you" which came out as "hmm hmm".
This is a good day.
Thought I'd throw in a bit of cheese to add to the poo and shaft talk as of late. Cheese, poo and shafts... a winning combo!