Okay, this has been a crazy time for us. I'm just getting this thing (blog) figured out and having a chance to write. Ayden is connected to feed right now, giving me a few minutes to write this entry. Today marks 2 weeks since arriving in Atlanta for this treatment. We got here nearly a week early, and believe me, it was not by choice. We were given a date to start Ayden's feeding treatment on July 19th. That fell on a Monday, and we planned to arrive the Friday before to get settled. After we booked our Airbnb and Antonio's flight back home, I got an email notifying me that Ayden's start date had been postponed by a few days... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Our family was already struggling on trying to get to Atlanta and then this happens? I'm mean, come on! We aren't rich! This setback was so unfair. Anyways...
We get here on that Friday as planned, and all is well. Sunday comes, and Antonio has to go back to Arkansas. He has to work and look after our youngest son, Micah. I decided to take a trip to see family that also lives in Georgia. We had a great time, but I couldn't wait to get back to Atlanta to get started on this treatment. Once back in Atlanta, I finished shopping for some last-minute items to get Ayden and I settled into our temporary home and tried to calm my nerves for this next chapter. My nerves were shot! I didn't know what to expect or really how to prepare. I missed my husband and Micah and I was worried about Ayden adjusting to all of the changes. I'm praying we made the right decision by coming here. I pray this treatment is successful. I pray Ayden does well while here and adjusts to being away from everyone and everything he knows. I'm praying. My family is praying. My friends (hopefully) are praying. Anyone who reads this... please pray for successful treatment outcomes and safe travels! Now, let's get this party started...
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