A couple of months ago I wrote about the house fire in our neighborhood that killed one child and left a baby severely burned. Some clinic volunteers and I cared for the baby, Milove as she healed from her burns. It was emotional for all involved. Milove was a trooper, but one of the downsides of being a nurse is when the very sight of you makes a little one cry.
Milove was back in the clinic today. Not crying. Her burns have completely healed, and the only scarring is a small spot above her right toe. She is walking and talking now, and according to her mama, getting into all kinds of trouble. Hope. It turns it's face to me just when I least expect it.
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