I remember having discussions with the nurses, taking photos of their notes, desperate to understand what was happening. There wasn’t great communication, in that they didn’t know and were doing all the tests and didn’t want to give us any information unless they knew for sure. They weren’t very transparent with us. It was such a hard day. NKH is just so wildly brutal.
Awkwardly, today feels harder, here in 2024 without him. At least he was there, that teeny tiny baby, and I could hold his hand and talk to him. Now my heart has all the feelings and just… he’s not here. He’s dead. He died. He DIED. And now all I have is all this love in my heart, and tiny momentos, photos and videos to show that he existed and mattered and was here. It feels… less. I feel like I’ve been left behind, and I know I’m needed here, with my other babies and my family and friends who love me. But I find it hard to not also want to be where Kai is. I wish we were all here together. I miss Kai so very, very much.
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