I just read this on The Huffington Post today. Heather and Patrick Walker gave birth to a child with anencephaly on February 15.
Some of the most priceless moments I spent in obstetric nursing or in my nursing career have been spent with mothers or parents or families who had just lost a baby or babies or who were inevitably about to lose a newborn. I endeavored always to bring to those few moments a lifetime of memories and a modicum of ease from the pain of the loss. I tried to bring celebration and acceptance to the tragedy of those short lives.
My heart goes out to the family of Grayson Walker. I am glad his brother and sister got to know him. I thank his parents for trying to share their joy of his birth, life and, ultimately, death with us. Shame on Facebook for taking that away from them!
We have lost our hearts in healthcare these days. It is all about moving the meat and raking in the bucks. Sometimes, as in my present job, there are bright but tiny rays of really good things being done with the upside of also bringing profit.
How can we as a nation claim to feel that every life should be celebrated (something I am not at all convinced is anybody’s business but the families involved) and yet disallow the celebration of this most preciously brief life? Grayson should be known as well. He should be allowed to exist as well, even if it is only for a few hours, if that is what his family wants. And we should all be celebrating with them!