a year ago today, in the midst of trying to find out what is wrong with j-bo, the doctors have come to a scary diagnosis.  While they still needed to do a test to confirm, could she possibly have…

leukemia?

the word, one word, turned our world upside down.  luckily j-bo was out of the room, in the play room with grandma and grandpa. i bawled for i don’t know how long.  my precious daughter, my perfect daughter, how could this be? how could this happen to my family?

Once the doctors had gone, after hubby and I tried to comfort each other, wiping each others tears… as soon as she came in the room, I held her.  I couldn’t let go. 

How could a child who had NEVER been sick (sure, the occasional cold- she had roseola once, but nothing more!) be admitted to a hospital with possibly LEUKEMIA? how could god put this on us with no warning?

That was the first night I went home. hubby stayed and my sister picked me up from the hospital. she dropped me off at home so I could take a long shower, pack even more things so I could return to the hospital for the evening.  I made some calls, told my family of this ‘possible’ diagnosis.  my dad picked me up a short while later and took me back to the hospital (no one was willing to let me drive in my current state.)

hubby and I spend the night together next to our beautifully perfect daughter.  we held each other as we both thought silently about our daughter and what was to become of our family.