I rushed Charlie to the hospital on this day last year. That morning I knew Charlie wasn't acting right, but I had no idea what was really going on in his body. I had no idea what the next 10 days of my life would be like. And now, it's such a weird day to relive a year later.
Today I felt so frustrated that I have to remember this day and every day for the next 10 days with a heavy heart. I guess I made it through a year. Everyone says it gets better from here on but it still hurts and I still want to change it all.
I'm saying good night to this day even though I am wide eyed at almost midnight. Tomorrow was when we learned Charlie was really sick and our nurse Jen looked a little more concerned than she had the day before. We were going to be in the hospital for awhile...
I pray you clear my memory God; just for the next few days. Don't let me relive those awful moments in the PICU. Take away this pain.