Saturday, November 12, 2011


Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

*sleepless nights
*chemo treatments

Liam has been officially cancer free for 6 months. But not a day goes by that I don't think of November 19, 2010

I took Liam to a pediatrician checkup. It was a follow up appointment, Liam had been refusing his baby food, I had taken him in the previous week for advice, only to find out he had lost weight. I was still breastfeeding; the doctor thought I wasn't producing enough milk causing his feeding issues.

When the nurse weighed him and I saw he had lost more weight, I was devastated. I had been waking Liam up to eat at night, supplementing with formula, I thought for sure we were on the right track.

After a discussion with the doctor, and a routine exam, the doctor thought he felt something in Liam's abdomen, but wasn't sure what, he wanted an ultrasound. The doctor left to make the appointment.

By this time it was 4:30 on a Friday. The doctor came back, he had decided to just have us admitted to the hospital; suspecting it was a GI problem, he wanted to admit us to the hospital where specialists were on call rather than having to wait until Monday to see someone.

Not only was it Friday, but it was the weekend before Thanksgiving. Brian had stayed home from this appointment to do some painting around the house; we had family coming to town the next week. When I got home and told Brian to pack a bag, Liam was going to the hospital over night, he said " Do you really think that's necessary?".

Come back tomorrow to read more about the shock we were giving that night.
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1 comment:

  1. I remember that Friday afternoon too. Every day I am so proud of you (and Brian) for being such strong parents.