Meet my new little Grandie.
Vicki Leigh decided she needed to enter the world rather quickly. So quickly that there was no time to think of hospital, or ambulance or any other help for the birth. But not to worry, Dad and 2 year old Harry did a mighty fine job as the “Midwives”, ably assisted by someone on the other end of the telephone.
When the ambulance and doctor finally arrived at the property where they live, some 40 minutes from the town, the journeys commenced. Firstly by ambulance to the local small town hospital for a blood transfusion,followed by ambulance trip to a “bigger” town with airport for a flight to the major centre (Dubbo). Here the bleeding was brought under control and surgery performed. But, there were no available beds in the hospital, hence it was back in an ambulance back to the airport and another flight to the next major town and another ambulance ride to the hospital, where a bed was available.
There are not many babies who can say they have travelled half way round their state by the time they are 12 hours old. But Vicki took it all in her stride.
Dad and Harry followed behind the ambulances/planes the slow way - in the car.
I was able to travel to the last hospital where they settled in, and spent the weekend with them. Mum was still not able to stand for long, so I had the privilege of bathing Vicki, as well as having lots of cuddles with Vicki, Harry and their cousin, Sammy. Sammy’s Dad, our son “Dunx” also enjoys meeting his new nieces and nephews. He gives them all, boys and girls, a Tonka Truck. Says he will soon have shares in the Tonka company if he has to buy too many more.
Vicki and the rest of the family are now back at home,after another trip, this time 500 kilometres by car. And she is still just 5 1/2 days old. She is doing very well, Mum is not so good yet.
Peg, I almost got to Dubbo – had checked out the flights - and would have come to visit if it had worked out and I could have found a way there. But in the end it wasnt Dubbo. At one stage I was thinking I might have to call on you to buy some clothes for Vicki to leave hospital in, as I had almost all of her clothes here, where they were meant to be for the birth. Fortunately when she ended up in Orange, I flew to Sydney and my son drove me to Orange so I was able to travel there and take the clothes with me.