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THE GIVE: What is your best memory at the Saint John Regional Hospital?

This question to honor the 5th Annual Love Your Hospital Radiothon, a 12-hour broadcast from the Saint John Regional Hospital by Country 94.1 and 97.3 the Wave. They hope to raise $200,000.00 for the Pediatric Department at the Regional. For those that are able to, please consider showing your love for your hospital today with our Radiothon – or call 648-7500 with your tax-deductible gift. Every dollar makes a difference!

It was nice to know that not everyone has needed to visit the hospital. Many people said the birth of their children. Sophia used to volunteer there, “I would carry the newborn babies downstairs to be taken home. Was always scared I was going to drop one.” Roger, like many others, had his life saved there more than a few times. So many people commented about the loving care provided by amazing staff.

What is your best memory at the Saint John Regional Hospital? Here is a compilation of the answers:

  • Many people: Children being born.
    • Heather: Meeting my child for the first time.
    • Erin: Both of my kids were born there and both had a week long stay in the NICU. The nurses in the NICU and Obstetrics were so great. Dr. Ojah was their doctor in the NICU and I can’t even express how wonderful he was.
    • Sherry: The amazing nurse in the delivery room – same gal for both kids – she really helped me get through everything! Meeting both of my babies… the yummy food (yes, I liked it!) and the wonderful nurses who cared for me and my treasures.
    • Trisha: Having my kids there, the neurosurgeons helping my nanny in her 90s after a stroke lead another few years with a good quality of life… Having two well-performed ACL repairs that allowed me to get back to a sport (soccer) that I loved for another 25 years… We are very lucky!
    • Sophia: I used to volunteer there… I would carry the newborn babies downstairs to be taken home. Was always scared I was going to drop one.
    • Ray: By far my best memory is with Dr. Finlay of the pediatric heart center. He, along with Dr. Paras, cared for my daughter from birth until her 3rd birthday, when Dr. Finlay gave her a clean bill of health and told us heart surgery would not be needed and to forget we ever had an issue as everything is 100%. I almost kissed him right there. I sure hugged him and donated every year on his behalf to ensure others have the same access to great care. This was a combined effort between SJRH and the IWK. Love them both.
  • Lisa: Being discharged.
  • Hélène: Having my daughter with me as part of “bring your child to work day”.
  • Cheryl: Walking out healthy after five days of an emergency nature, having received excellent nursing/medical care… I did get great care, which is what I was there for. They were great to me.
  • Amanda: My first day on 4cn.
  • Morgan: Having a doctor named Wencil (sp?). I thought it was hilarious because it sounded like pencil. As you have probably guessed, I haven’t been at that hospital since childhood.
  • Rick: The radiology department is great, as is the Child and Adolescent Psychiatric Services.
  • Roger: I have had my life saved there more than a few times.
  • AJ: There are so many, I can’t pick just one:
    • My dad asking doctors if I would be able to play the violin again, every time I broke a bone (starting with my foot). Hilarious!
    • Sneaking after school to visit my aunt who had a stroke. She wasn’t talking anymore. Mom went in to visit her in her last days and asked if she had any visitors lately, not expecting a response. She replied, “Angie.” It was one of the last words she spoke.
    • Mom and her best friend sneaking into the recovery room after I had a child. They weren’t allowed and were as excited as 5-year-olds on Christmas morning.
    • Sitting alone in a waiting room for hours after being called in to say goodbye to Mom. They had to be working on her, since they didn’t bring me in. She went home a few days later.
    • The intimate moments with staff that remain etched in my memory; Some I already knew, but all feel like family now.
    • The births. The recoveries. The goodbyes. The love. Yes, the love. Love is by far the best memory of all, because it is what remains.
  • Peggy: (1) Visiting my father while he was waiting for a room at the care home. He had hot dogs with the kids and I after our plane got in. (2) Visiting my mother there when she worked there. (3) Bumping into friends of mine who work there while visiting family (4) I had one of my first kisses on the cheek there.
    I used to love looking out our family home’s window and see it, UNBSJ and the RKYC while reading a book.
  • Krista: My positive memory is the care and attention that the staff in pallaitive (sp) care gave to my mother in the final 90+ days of her life spent there at the age of 59. We will never forget their kindness and attention and true compassion.
  • Jeff: We are so fortunate to have this amazing institution here. When I’ve been here with loved ones, I’ve been focused on my loved ones. Now that I have the privilege of working here, I get to see the awesomeness on a daily basis.

For those that are able to, please consider showing your love for your hospital today with our Radiothon – or call 648-7500 with your tax-deductible gift. Every dollar makes a difference!



As the kids and I were leaving Walmart today, a group of adults who were blocking our passage split down the middle to let us pass.

“I feel like I’m crossing the finish line of a marathon!” I joked.

Immediately, not even looking to one another, they broke into exceptionally loud cheers and clapping, and so I jogged through, fists in the air, looking for my finishing medal, and laughing. It was amazing!

Minutes later, after loading the kids into my car, the group arrived at my car, returned my cart for me, and asked if that was my first successful marathon.

“It was! And it’s such a satisfying accomplishment!” Indeed, some days do feel like a marathon. It was clear they knew the exhaustion of my day. We all enjoyed the moment together.

Thank you to the folks from Musquash. You made my day.

Do all moms hate shopping?

I hate shopping for clothes. I really do! I know what you are thinking. You think I am insane and ask, “What’s better than a couple of hours away from the kids, indulging in modeling fabulous outfits in sizes you never dreamed you’d reach before kids?” And truly, while I’ve come to grips with the size battle, I still can’t stand shopping. So what’s my problem?

The pain of it all

15966073_10155329258190016_1509826348254793375_nI can’t get away from the kids. Occasionally, I bring my girls shopping. It’s always a mistake. Whether they are fashioning the store mannequins as zombies, hiding in the racks, or complaining loudly, I rarely try anything on and have to leave. Once in a great while, when I actually try on a piece, it’s usually the last thing I try on that day. It’s just not worth it.

I rarely get to shop alone. Our city has limited stores and limited stock. As an average woman who wears an average size, if I don’t get out the week the clothing appears in stores, I don’t usually get a chance to buy any of the clothes I like. And then I look online and all the mediums are gone there too. If they aren’t and I order them, I often have to take them back because the cut isn’t quite right. Tragic I know.

Never accept defeat

This past weekend, I was away with the kids in the city known to be the shopping centre of the Maritimes. You may know it as Moncton, New Brunswick. My friend Jessica told me I needed an updated wardrobe and suggested I hit Ricki’s. “Oh yeah! I remember Ricki’s.” Inexpensive clothes that might be perfect for a cool mom like me (at least my kids say I’m cool). I decided I’d try again with a promise to visit Toys R Us if we all survived.

Immediately, the store gained Zombie mannequins. I tried to conceal my amusement as I chastised them. It was time to leave.

And then there was Rebecca

15823264_10155329255445016_4016708866481861603_nRebecca came over and suggested I take a quick photo before she fixed the mannequin arms. She was the salesperson that witnessed my rapid defeat. After I shot the photo she asked, “Girls, can you help me make up outfits for display?” Everything she said beyond that was a blur of relief for me. She kept the kids busy, while delivering me clothes that she knew I’d love.

The kids took their stylist role very seriously, examining every item one by one, before settling on which pieces to include in each outfit. I didn’t even notice until the end after I tried on nearly every item in the store and spent my Christmas money. I took photos of the girls with their ensembles, while I was rung in. I couldn’t believe it!

For the first time in years, I actually purchased more than one item of clothing outside of a grocery store.

And I was with the kids!

I’m not certain that Rebecca has wings, but she was an angel for me that day. After that experience, I’d go back to Ricki’s in Champlain Place in a heartbeat. Thank you Rebecca. And thank you to the other staff that also joined in.

You made my day! And when my friends read this, they may visit, so you can make their day too! I can’t wait to feel like a stylish woman at work this week.

Thank you all so much!

Rebecca provided the best service ever! Ricki’s Salesperson 50753 Transaction 15974.