Today is my daughter’s 9th birthday.
When she was born, she was by all measures a “healthy baby.”
I, on the other hand, sustained an injury to my right hip. 8 years later, I finally found a treatment that fixed the pain.
There were other things that took a few years to heal. The packs of med students who lined up to check my cervix. Being denied food during a 24+ hour labor. Having an IV line upon admission that I did not consent to. (Update 10/6/14– I elaborated on these things in a post you can find here.)
This, mind you, all happened at one the very best hospitals in the world. I simply did not take seriously enough the importance of choosing the place and care provider carefully.
This stuff matters. Trust me.