So I get her down to the hospital, they put her in the ER because there are no rooms available. The agonizing 6 hours began, having to watch the nurses hold my baby down and put needles into her tiny little perfect veins, in her tiny helpless little hands. I couldn't bear to look or to hear her cry, I think I may have cried more than she did. Now I am reminded of the pain she endured by the tiny little bruises on her tiny little hands.
So I guess this little hospital visit was a preview, a test run of what is yet to come. I just hope and pray to anyone who is listening. Please, please, please let my baby girl get through all of this, because I cannot imagine a life without her in it. She is my joy, my love, my laughter, my reason for breathing. please keep her safe and let her get through this and recover with ease.