Endure

Dammit! Pardon my language but as I sit here with a bad taste in my mouth from eating the words I typed last night, I am frustrated.

What a day of disappointment. We went to the hospital excited for the prospect of Christian leaving through the doors somewhat like one of those soap ads of a guy running through the fields. This was going to be it! (Cue ominous music) The phone rings at the nurses station. "Mrs. Bangs Dr. Freedman would like to speak to you."
ME: Hello
HIM: In doing the xray we found a lot more lesions (tumors). Its too much to deal with today.
ME: What do we do now?
HIM: We removed the stent, it was difficult, but we decided to put in another one. I wouldn't want the remaining lesions to cause him to be symptomatic again.(Throw up) But, these are totally benign.
ME:(almost in tears) OK
HIM: I'll be out to show you the xrays when I finish and talk about what's next.
ME:(Barely holding it together)OK, goodbye.

So, our excitement was dashed and thoughts of telling Christian were hanging over my head.

So, more surgery is in order. I'm thankful it's treatable at this point. It is really difficult to watch your baby undergo the drugs and tubes and ...everything.

Thanks to everyone who reads this and has been praying. Could you tarry one (more) hour? For all the babies...for Kai Terentieff, for all the sickness and the struggle that life offers. He's called me (and you) to endure...endure...endure!

With Love