Today I was really affected by a blog that I read. I haven't read it in a while and I feel sad about it. The blog made me reflective and I want to share the story of D with all of you. When husband and I were ready to have kids, we decided that it shouldn't be a problem. I come from a family with three children and he comes from a family of four children. I spoke with my OBGYN and she said, "good luck. Hopefully, next year when I see you, you will be pregnant." Well a year passed and I went back for my yearly check up. She asked if we were trying to conceive and said once again, hopefully next time I see you, you will be pregnant. After the second year of trying passed, I went to the doctor again for my yearly checkup. She was a little surprised that I wasn't pregnant. She had me run some tests to see what the hold up was. I went through a ton of tests over the next few months and was finally sent to a Reproductive Endocrinologist.
Dr. Pinto was amazing! He finally had answers when others didn't. I was diagnosed with PCOS (Poly cystic Ovary Syndrome). This made it difficult to get pregnant, but not impossible. He put me on medicine including Clomid (This was HIGHLY regulated and watched) and injections. After seven months with this specialist, I finally got pregnant. My friend, Rhonda, had been praying for me to become pregnant since I told her we were trying. I know it tore her up to tell me that she was pregnant because she knew everything we were going through to have a baby. I couldn't have been happier for Rhonda. She is an amazing woman and an amazing mother.
Rhonda was one of the first people I told when I got pregnant. I knew that she had been praying for me to have a baby and she was genuinely happy for our family. Her precious little one was born six months before my D. I visited her in the hospital when she was on hospital bed rest, I visited her when Chloe was born, she threw me a baby shower and I threw her one. When D was born, Rhonda knitted hats for her little head. Little L has worn some of those hats too!
Chloe is a brave 3 year old, who will be turning 4 in December. In her short life, she has seen more than any child should have to see. She has been diagnosed with Leukemia. She went into remission, but still had seizures. Her leg has been in a cast at least two times that I know of. Then, recently, she was diagnosed with Leukemia again.
Chloe was D's first friend. Rhonda was the first person to visit me in the hospital when D was born. Rhonda and my mom changed D's first diaper. Chloe's birthday was the first birthday party D got invited too. Chloe passed down her clothes to D.
This brave little girl is fighting for her life yet again and it is taking a strain on the family. The medical bills are enormous, Chloe isn't sleeping well, Rhonda spends her days taking Chloe to radiation and making her a comfortable as possible. Eddie is working hard to earn a living to support his family. Bailey is working hard in school and spending as much time with Chloe as she can.
In Judaism, it is called tzedakah. In Christianity, it is tithing. No matter what you call it, giving to others is the cornerstone of religion. Rhonda has given to everyone she meets. She has given prayers, clothes, friendship, and so much more. She takes everything in stride and with prayer.
Please pray for this family and this brave little girl.
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