
She was unconscious and I was terrified.

She was breathing in her own.

She is looking over the edge to see a playground and kids playing.

She loved to ride in the wagon around the PICU.
This is about my life loving a bunch of crazy people. We are searching for ways to cope and heal from an alphabet soup of diagnosis. I am proud to be the mother of the bravest people I know.
2 comments:
What happened??
She had a severe asthma attack. It was back in March.
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