This is slightly out of chronological order (it happened near the end of Day 18) but I thought if I went ahead and blogged about it first I would be able to free up my soul. After returning to the Clinic from lunch Ema-Elena was awake so I carried her into the playroom. I held her for a while and she sat in her favorite swing. Then out of no where an aide appeared and took Ema. That is really unusual when it isn't diaper or nap time so I was a bit puzzled. Then another aide walked by the door with this pink stocking cap -- I KNEW something was going on! I ran out into the hallway and the aides were feverishly changing Ema into a Pamper and putting the hat on her and doing the same for Sammy. I asked what was going on and was told Ema and Sammy were going to the Children's Hospital in Barlad for evaluations and testing. GRRR! They kept our twins for 5 days when it was supposed to be 1 so I knew this meant I wouldn't get to see Ema again. It was AWFUL! I cannot even begin to describe the emotions running through my body. I knew that the next day was our last day at the clinic but this was so abrupt! We knew NOTHING about Ema and Sammy going for tests. Thankfully Vally, one of our favorite nurses, and Nicoletta, one of our favorite aides, rode in the ambulance with the babies so we knew they were being taken care of!
They wrote Ema's name and Tutova Clinic on this piece of tape showing on her arm... apparently that takes the place of a hospital bracelet.
Smiling for the camera but both of our hearts are breaking.. All afternoon every time Coca would walk by us she would tell us not to cry... which almost led to tears! LOL I tried my best not to cry.. then when I got back to the hotel and emailed Trish I broke down... it was one of the hardest days of my life.
It was a sad, sad day....
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