Never thought I would be writing another blog from an ambulance, but once again my world is crashing around me. The doctor came into Marjorie’s hospital room and said two words no parent ever wants to hear.
We began the day at the doctor hoping her prognosis and reason behind her stomach distention was constipation or gas. We are ending the day with an ambulance ride to Wolfson Hospital in Jacksonville.
I don’t know what is to come. I pray the doctor is wrong. Her large liver could be from a host of reasons. We don’t know yet. There’s nothing to report or update to give. Jordan and I just ask for prayers. We are both so scared for our baby girl.
My brain hurts to think and my fingers can barely type. I am not sure how I am still conscious. I feel nothing, but brokenness and utter fear.
My children are my world and Marjorie my sweet miracle. I am asking for prayers, love and positive light to be shined on my girl. Marjorie is proof that prayers work and I pray they work again.
More to come…