Memory #11: The Scent of the NICU
My explanation of this memory won’t take long because I’m not exactly sure how to describe the very distinct scent of the NICU.
Perhaps…..
Sterile.
I mentioned before that Benaiah has several doctors at the children’s hospital; but the main entrance is not by the NICU.
Several months after Caroline passed away I took Benaiah to a doctor’s appointment.
The main parking lot was full so I had to park on the opposite side of the hospital and enter beside the NICU.
As we walked past the hallway that leads to the NICU…
It was like I hit a wall…
The scent hit me.
Tears stung my eyes.
I felt like standing in the middle of that hallway and drinking in that smell for the rest of my life.
That sterile, hospital-ly smell will forever remind me of my girl.
The Balloon Project #11
Granddaddy and Gran love and miss you, Caroline!!!
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