Apologies in advance: this is a long one. It includes both a CaringBridge post from my sister and a blog post from me, both written on May 4…
This is a re-run of my blog post from May 3, 2011…
We went from Samantha breathing on her own to eating on her own. Things were definitely looking up, and I had hope for the first time in ages. This was when I began to breathe again.
After the huge stressors of Holy Week and everything that happened, suddenly, our daughter was off the ventilator and moved into a step-down unit (intermediate care).
As I poured out my heart to the internet in the blog post below, I was overwhelmed with gratitude for the responses I got.
So many tests, so many results. The MRI was by far the worst.
I continue to be blown away as I re-read our journey. How many tests were done on our sweet little girl?
Have you had a child who needed surgery? It’s brutal to be the parent in the waiting room.