Be not afraid, only believe. -Mark 5:36
Sarah started round three of chemo on Tuesday. I was nervous she would be depressed when we came back after a nice long break at home. But she fell right back into her hospital rhythm. We wandered the halls, said hi to Oliver, snuck up on nurses, played peek a boo and cuddled. She was totally fine, and I was just in awe of her and her happy outlook. Wednesday, November 29th, we woke up about 8:30. She asked for her bottle. She seemed tired and just drained of energy, but that's pretty normal with all her little body is going through. Doctors rounded and checked on her, all seemed well. We fell asleep again. I woke up a little after ten and had a yucky feeling. I looked at Sarah...Her eyes were open but she was out of it. I knew something was wrong. I frantically pushed the nurse button and Kathy came right in. As soon as Kathy got to the bedside Sarah started seizing. It was slight at fir...