This morning, I was...well, not quite functioning. Now, just an hour before bed, I'm strangely calm. Tomorrow morning, we take Munchkin to the hospital for his third round of cryo - there's not too many you can do because cryo is destructive by nature.
If you read this, please pray that my son's treatment is successful and the leakage never, NEVER recurs.
Tonight, all I have is my son - the best thing that ever happened to me, the reason I'm alive. And I will keep the faith.
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