This is Children’s Hospital Denver:
I fucking HATE the fact that we had to be there and we’ll have to be there again. I keep telling myself that I need to be thankful for these people and the fact that we have access to them. I fucking HATE needing to have access to them.
Can you tell I’m having a hard time coping, that I’m a little angry, that I have a potty mouth to prove it. (there have been lots of “fucks” around here lately.) And there’ll probably be lots more until we get a clean bill of health for our boy.
Prayer is trying (really, really trying) to help. My husband is a ROCK and I’m so, so lucky to have him. Family and friends are pulling me up. Home and doggy-kids are giving me strength and the above mentioned boy is my strongest tether to happiness right now.
Please pray for my family. Keep your fingers crossed, make a wish on a star, send positive energy – whatever you do, please do it now. It’s greatly appreciated.