Proof The Bible Is True

I held up the hat I’d just finished and burst out laughing. It was my first attempt at knitting and hadn’t gone as planned. I’d made a mistake somewhere along the way, and the lavender hat I’d wanted to make for myself had turned out too small to fit me or anyone else. It was no bigger than the palm of my hand!

 

I have to show this to the team at work tomorrow, I thought. I was a pediatric cardiac sonographer at Monroe Carell Jr. Children’s Hospital, in Nashville, Tennessee. It was a stressful job, and humor was always appreciated. I sewed a little flower onto the side of the hat and brought it to work the next day. We team members all had a good laugh at my mini hat and got back to our patients. I stuck the hat in a drawer and forgot about it.

 

A few days later, a four-year-old girl came in for an echocardiogram. She was wearing a knit cap to cover the hair loss from her leukemia treatment and clutched a baby doll in her arms. Her defiant look dared me to touch her. I’d have to work extra hard to gain her trust. I offered her the transducer so she could take pictures of her doll’s heart. Not interested. I made animals with the ultrasound gel. She would have none of it. “Does your dolly have a name?” I said. She threw her doll to the floor, and I saw my chance.

 

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