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Life Is Good
Wednesday night was awful. Ashtyn went to bed around midnight. I turned the lights off close to 2:30 am, and at 4:30 am Ashtyn woke up and the only thing she could whisper was, “Mom, lay with me.” Sometimes she likes me to lay in her bed and other times she doesn’t I asked her, as…
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The Road To Diagnosis
My brain is mush. I hardly know what day it is, let alone be clear of the events that have taken place Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. I am definitely at sensory overload and the interruptions to write this seem to be constant. Ashtyn’s first night in the hospital was one with no sleep. She had…