On the third day of Christmas, the NICU gave to me: 3 minute hand scrubs, 2 blood transfusions, and a micropreemie in an isolette.
The hand washing ritual became second nature in the nicu. After checking in at the front desk, we were buzzed into the nicu. A row of deep sinks lined the wall ahead of the doors. Before we could go further into the germ free zone, we had to scrub our hands and forearms for 3 minutes. The smell of that soap is permanently ingrained in my soul. Even after getting to the room that Little Miss Minion called home, we were frequently washing our hands. Touched your phone? 3 minute scrub. Getting ready for cares? 3 minute scrub. Left the room to use the bathroom and then came back after washing your hands in the bathroom? 3 minute scrub.
Even after leaving the nicu, hand washing is a ritual we still observe. Whenever we come home from being out, scrub. Anyone visiting us has to scrub in. Clean hands make healthy immune compromised preemies!