Time Jump

      The imagery of my daughter lying, hurting, in pain.  Nothing I could do, but wait for the doctor to continue to try to bring her back to health.  In the moment, 196 felt like a firing range, while being suffocated as on lookers watch and laugh.  Twenty two years of protection details from dances, play dates, activities all were pointless as the very pressure of her blood worked against her.  Prayer texts out...check.  My own prayers lifted, check check. Speek with those in charge.. all check boxes covered, yet I felt empty and powerless.  

       I do not know when the tables turned but they did. Days passed, with no change.   

In the moment, it was all that it could be. In the moment, so was I.