Back Home

My child is not yellow any more and she was released to go home. She is beautiful and pink now and looks like a litle piglet. I absolutely love it. 

This is not the end of the hospital visits yet. The pediatrician  told me that he hears some murmurs in her heart and Helena has to see a cardiologist to be diagnosed. The word 'hole' in the heart was pronounced and the ground shook under my feet. Why?! Where?! How?! My Helena?! So we are seeing the specialist on the 4th of October. Until then I was told not to panic and observe her and her breath. The doctor told me it wasn't an emergency and a head nurse comforted me that some kids get rid of it by themselves. Still, the image of my little girl suffering from anything is a horrible one. But, no panic, I was told. I will keep panic for when there is a real reason for it. Now, we just have to wait.

With all this happening, I realize yet one more time that moments are precious. Nothing can be taken for granted. Every single day appreciated and contemplated. No complaints until there are real reasons to complain and even then, actions and looking for solutions if possible. No complaints but joy and gratitude.

I'm so happy Helena is home with me. I can't be happier to be around her. She's my mission now, my love and my commitment and I will do everything and anything so that she is happy and safe.