I stop by the Wellness Center pretty much every day. I like it there. Of course there's always some slightly wounded child to whom I can offer a smile and a hopeful note, a little TLC for those with scrapes and bumps. The place has a good feel. The waiting room is typically full of a few kids waiting for a little medical attention and a lot of kids and counselors keeping them company.
From left to right above: cough and sniffles; two tiny spider bites on hand; keeping them company.
On the coach, three Tacoma people, but after talking with them I'm still not sure who needs help. They were happy enough to wait in that nice spot - reading, working on a lanyard, and supervising. Another counselor tells a girl it's going to be all right. In the Joy White Nurse's Station (behind the counter) is Deb Creedon-Cunningham, RN on call and one of the best (so good with the kids). At the end of the hallway, you see a guy brought here for a few days by Rick Kaskel, who is here for a week helping with the dialysis unit. The guy in the black hat: a student in Einstein's MD-PhD program, getting far away from theory and experiencing the bites-and-bruises everyday of a child's life running around the rocky hills and creeks all day.
Now back outside, I chat with a staff member who's possibly got a hairline fracture, will probably visit an orthopedist at home and come back (because she can't keep away) and get around as best she can. When you love what you're doing - be it baseball or summer camp counseling - you play with pain if you can.
