I am one who is known to be strong, tough and all that. I’m the “Go To Girl” in crisis.
Most days I can take on the world–not today.
I’m not big on prayers and all that. So I’m crossing my fingers…wishing for a good outcome and I’m scared to death. Trying not to let my mind get ahead of myself–filled with worse case scenarios and the big “C” word.
I’ve gotten through her liver transplant when she was only 9 1/2 months old, a subsequent major liver rejection, numerous hospitalizations, her blood poisoning, near-fatal hemorrhage and kidney damage last year–but early this morning she had a brain MRI.
For the last month she’s been complaining of severe headaches and episodes of not being able to open her eyes. I took her to a pediatric neurologist two weeks ago where she had an EEG and was referred for a brain MRI as the doctor suspected brain lesions.
Our insurance company made us jump through hoops for the MRI approval. Finally got it late Friday afternoon and on Monday morning, I scheduled the earliest appointment available.
Now to wait 2 days for the MRI results–so cross your fingers, too.
Off to sew and cry.