Dark Rooms Part 2

Do you ever wake up suddenly by a noise and try to spring into action? It's dark, everything is a little blurring, and your body just works on auto-pilot. Sitting in the MRI room watching Elsa was a blurry dark mess of emotions. Yet in the mess there were sparks of light, sparks of hope.... Continue Reading →

Dark Rooms, Part 1

This post contains affiliated links. Memories exude a color in my mind. Darkness is the only way to describe a week I did not expect in our journey to a diagnosis with Elsa. I frequented our pediatrician weekly for weight checks. I pulled myself together for each visit and thoughtfully placed Elsa in her car... Continue Reading →

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