Earlier this week I said this was going to be my easy week. Then Noah needed to be rushed to the ER. It hadnt happened in so long that I almost didnt know what to do. My body fought it. I refused to go to the childrens hospital and I made Paul come with me. I just didnt have it in me to do again after the weeks I have had. We went to a stand alone ER, Noah in his mask., all the while preparing for the fight. No fight. No people there. In and out. Great doctors and nurses. It was really nice.
I am so thankful we are home this holiday.
Be blessed
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