I had a baby brother. He died when he was six days old. I was only three. I remember sitting in my mom's hospital room eating ice cream, but I don't actually remember him. The NICU's just so sad all the time. How can you stand it?
No, I don't. It's not just about the babies. You know, so much of it is about taking care of the parents and it turns out tragic family dynamics are my specialty.
Look, we do the best we can. Some kids will end up hospitalized for life- and some will go to the prom. Neela- there are no guarantees in this work. If you can't live with that, I suggest you become a bank teller. We'll pick up again when I get back. (leaves)
MSMed Student
Don't listen to her. My cousin's a bank teller- got held up at gunpoint last year.