Not me. Let's just skip it.
I'm ok with just skipping the wretched month that my birthday gets to be in. I really, really hate it.
Today was good. But I'm crashing. Crashing because I don't want to have to wake up tomorrow morning. I wish I didn't have to...
Tomorrow is the 2 year anniversary. Today is a bad day because of the things that happened. It was a Sunday, two years ago. We were getting ready for church when we got that horrible call, we got ready as quickly as possible, and headed up to St. Louis. To that hospital. For the last time.
On the 5th of September we headed up there. But for me to get started on tests that needed to be done for me to be able to donate to my precious sister. First off was blood samples. 16 of them. I'd do it every day for her. After that, we were off to get my EKG. Then the chest xray. Finally, hours and hours later, questions and interviews later, we were on our way. We took a 20 minute trip to the zoo, and we came home.
Sunday, we got to the hospital, Josh and Janessa were there. We put puzzles together in the waiting room, and each went to see our sweet sister. She said the most precious things to each of us that you could ever imagine. We were there at the hospital for the day. After lunch, Dad took us to the zoo for a little bit. To get us out of there for a little while. We left the hospital at 10 that night. We grabbed a bite to eat at McDonald's before driving the 2 hours home. Josh and Janessa stayed at the hospital for the night, until Monday.
Then it was around 4.
We found out at around 5. I hate it. I hate that day. But the one joyous thing is that there's no more of it for her. She's over with the AML. She's resting in our perfect Savior. And there's nothing better than that.
I miss her. So incredibly much. I feel like I sound like an idiot on here.
She said it. Go read her words.
http://wilhoite.blogspot.com/
I love you, Amy. <3
Bethan
No comments:
Post a Comment