So I took her to my house real quick and got her set up with diapers and wipes, towels and washcloths, baby blankets and then headed over to Leann's house to pick up some donated baby clothes we'd recently gotten in. (It was all girl stuff between 0-12 month sizes... quick the stroke of good luck.) I took Babette back to the camp so she could tell her family what's going on and then picked up some food for her and drove her back. Patricia's IV had gotten all messed up while we were gone and she was SCREAMING. Loudly. While I was sad that she was hurting, I was never more happy to hear a baby cry. She didn't even react hours earlier when they put the IV in except a little wince. I got a nurse to fix the IV, got Babette all settled in for the night and left. I will update you on her when I go see her this morning sometime.
Babette and Patricia
Have I mentioned I love my job?