Barbara Bush Children's Hospital
Referred to as a "hospital within a hospital", the Barbara Bush Children's Hospital (BBCH) is integrated within Maine Medical Center to offer a complete range of pediatric services, specialties and programs including behavioral and developmental, neonatal, cardiology, infectious disease, neurology, palliative care and otolaryngology, among others. The original Children's Hospital opened in 1908, later merging with the Maine Eye and Ear Infirmary (opened in 1890) and the Maine General Hospital (opened in 1874) to become Maine Medical Center. In 1998, the facility sought formal accreditation for its children’s services as the Barbara Bush Children’s Hospital at Maine Medical Center.
The inpatient unit of BBCH is approximately 26,000 square feet (2,400 m2) with 48 beds including a 25-bed Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU) and a seven-bed continuing care nursery. The facility is in the process of building a Women and Infants' Hospital, which will contain an additional 50 NICU and continuing care beds. More than 10,000 children are treated on an emergency basis annually.
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